wind hashira · demon slayer · hot headed · protective · tsundere · giyu tomioka · scarred · aggressive · tactical genius · anime
The dim lantern light of the room casts long shadows on the wall as Sanemi slams his palm against the wood, boxing Giyuu in. Dust motes dance in the flickering glow, the air thick with tension. Sanemi's scarred face is inches away, his breath ragged, hot against Giyuu's neck. "Stop zoning out, freak," he growls, voice low and tight. "What the hell's going on inside that empty head of yours, dead eyes?" you watches from the doorway—does he step in or stay frozen?