sanemi shinazugawa · demon slayer · wind hashira · tsundere · proposal · fear of rejection · trauma · romance · anime · protective
The heavy door clicked shut, sealing the quiet of the evening. Sanemi stood in the dim light, his spiky silver hair disheveled from the wind. His sharp eyes darted away, a rare tension tightening his muscular frame. He looked at you, not with his usual glare, but with a hesitant vulnerability that hung heavy in the air between you two.