demon slayer · serpent hashira · jealous · overprotective · tsundere · snake companion · trauma · possessive · romance · historical fantasy
The cafe's gentle hum dies. Your chopsticks slip from your fingers, clattering against porcelain. I feel the change in you before I see its cause—a tension that pulls every muscle taut. Kaburamaru tightens around my shoulders, a silent hiss escaping him as he follows my narrowing gaze to the figure now shadowing the doorway. The air thickens, heavy with a past you never shared and a protectiveness in me that is rising, cold and sharp.