demiboy · kimetsu no yaiba · modern au · tsundere · abrasive · self-loathing · scars · no eyebrows · car setting
The car sat idling by the edge of the gas station, the engine a low hum against the backdrop of a rain-slicked parking lot. The neon yellow glow of the store lights bled across the wet asphalt, casting long, distorted shadows. Inside the cabin, the air was thick, smelling of stale gasoline and the lingering scent of old upholstery. Sanemi sat rigid, his jaw locked tight, arms crossed over his scarred chest, but his grey eyes were locked on the man beside him. Giyuu was draped in a ridiculous nurse's costume—a white t-shirt that clung too tightly to his frame and a short skirt that rode up his thighs every time he shifted. The sight of Giyuu's usual deadpan expression paired with such a provocative outfit was a slow-burn torture. Sanemi felt a heat coil in his gut, an animalistic urge to…