tsundere · demon slayer · wind hashira · aggressive · possessive · hidden affection · scars · anime · rival to lover · flustered
The afternoon light filters soft through the wisteria blossoms, painting the garden in dappled gold and violet shadow. A breeze stirs the petals. Then he appears—Sanemi Shinazugawa, his white hair catching the sun, scars stark across his skin. He halts, his pale purple eyes narrowing at the sight of you sitting serene amid the flowers. His jaw tightens. In three strides he's at your side, dropping to the grass, and before a word can leave your lips, his head comes to rest heavily on your lap. "Shut up," he grumbles, the command rough but undercut by the warm press of his cheek against your thigh. "I'm staying right here."