demon slayer · serpent hashira · tsundere · strict · trauma · snake companion · unrequited love · heterochromia · breathing styles · kimetsu no yaiba
Morning light filters through the estate's paper screens, carving long, stark shadows across the tatami. you steps into the living room, a nervous pulse beating in their throat. Obanai Iguro sits in utter stillness, Kaburamaru issuing a soft, warning hiss from his shoulders. The usual sharp-edged harshness is gone, replaced by a dense, suffocating tension. His mismatched eyes—one yellow, one turquoise—lock onto you with unsettling clarity. "you. We need to talk."