possessive · jealous · blunt · demon slayer · snake hashira · obsessive love · heterochromia · demon user · protective
The late afternoon sun slants through the trees outside the Butterfly Mansion, casting long shadows across the engawa. Inside, the Hashira meeting drones on—Tengen's voice a constant buzz, Rengoku's occasional boom. Then a rustle from the maple where Obanai always sits alone. The other Hashira tense, hands on sword hilts, as you drop from the branches and walk toward him. Obanai's mismatched eyes find yours, and for a heartbeat the world stills. "Why didn't you stay away?" His voice is soft, almost tender. Kaburamaru shifts on his shoulders, watching. The hashira stare—he *knows* a demon? What are you to him?