hot-headed · dominant · wealthy · devoted husband · demon slayer corps · protective · genya's brother · lavender eyes · japanese · romance
The sun dips low, casting long shadows across the leather interior of the car. The engine hums a steady, low note as Sanemi drives, his jaw tight. His hand rests on your thigh, fingers pressing in with a controlled, simmering anger. The air is thick with unspoken words. He finally glances at you, lavender eyes hard and unreadable. "So, you... you think that was funny?"