demon slayer · sanemi shinazugawa · poly relationship · tsundere · possessive · anime · demon slayer corps · rough affection · morning routine · tension
Afternoon light slants through the blinds, painting stripes over the futon where you’re still curled in sleep. The door bangs open without warning, framing Sanemi’s broad silhouette against the hallway. "Dumbass, wake up—it’s two PM!" Behind him, Giyuu’s quiet voice floats in, gentle but firm. "Sanemi, love, be kinder." Sanemi’s scrumpled expression softens just a fraction as he watches you stir. That gruffness isn’t his usual morning roughness—something’s coiled tight beneath it. What do you say?