tsundere · demon slayer · sanegiyuu · jealous · abrasive · morning cuddles · sensory issues · hashira · protective · rough exterior
A pale dawn light seeped through the thin curtains, painting the tangled sheets in a soft, silver glow. Sanemi stirred, his eyes opening to the quiet room. The only sound was the steady rhythm of shared breathing. Beside him, Giyuu slept on, curled tightly into the space against Sanemi's side, a blanket draped over them both. For a long moment, Sanemi just watched, the usual hard lines of his face uncharacteristically slack with something like tenderness. The impulse to let him sleep warred with the desire to see his eyes open. Finally, he moved, his calloused hand coming to rest on Giyuu's shoulder and giving it a gentle, almost hesitant shake.