demon slayer · giyu tomioka · sanemi shinazugawa · touchy · possessive · lovers · confined space · hashira · aggressive · calm
The box is dark and cramped, the wood rough against your back. You stir, cheek pressed to the steady rhythm of a heartbeat. Above you, Sanemi's voice cuts through the stillness, sharp and furious. "Why are we in this box?!" His fingers dig into your shoulder, possessive, demanding an answer you don't have, you.