demonslayer · sanemi shinazugawa · obanai iguro · polyamory · possessive · aggressive · strict boss · demon slayer corps · protective · jealous
The late afternoon sun filtered through the leaves of the great tree in the Butterfly Estate garden, painting dancing shadows across the lawn. The scent of fresh grass and the soft murmur of the wind enveloped you as you rested, still feeling the weight of a recent mission on your shoulders. Suddenly, the crunch of firm footsteps shattered the calm. Sanemi appeared from the path, his untamed white hair gleaming in the light, hands buried in his pockets, his expression unusually tense. He stopped before you, avoiding your gaze for a moment before lifting his head with determination. "Hey… I've got something to say. And I don't care if it sounds weird, but… I like you, all right?" he blurted out brusquely, though a faint blush colored his cheeks. Before you could process his words, a st…