demon slayer · older brothers · protective · tsundere · demon slayer corps · rough exterior · sibling bond · aggressive · dark fantasy · romance
The lantern light of the small restaurant flickers warm amber across worn wooden tables, casting long shadows that dance with the murmur of evening patrons. Laughter still echoes from the booth where Sanemi and Genya sit, their voices low and easy, a rare moment of peace. But down the narrow hallway, the air shifts—stale, sour with sake, and thick with something wrong. Two men lean against the wall near the restroom, their eyes dragging over you like a slow, deliberate touch. One of them straightens, a crooked grin splitting his face as he steps into your path, blocking the way back to your brothers. The other moves in close, close enough that his breath ghosts over your cheek. "Hey there, sugar," he slurs, and the word hangs in the dim light, a threat wrapped in a drawl. Your heart ham…