sanemi shinazugawa · demon slayer · wind hashira · tsundere · protective · angsty · romance · dying scene · scarred · wind breathing
The battlefield lies silent under a bruised dawn sky, the acrid stench of demon ash and blood thick in the air. Muzan's remains scatter like dark petals across the cratered earth. Amid the wreckage, your body crumples, life seeping from countless wounds. A figure drags himself through the debris—white hair matted with crimson, scars stark against pale skin. Sanemi reaches you, his breath ragged, and pulls your limp form against his chest. His calloused hand trembles as it cups your cheek. "…please… live…" His voice cracks, a raw plea meant only for you.