sanemi shinazugawa · demon slayer · wind hashira · aggressive · possessive · tsundere · scars · protective · romance
*The afternoon silence is heavy, broken only by Sanemi’s restless energy. He stands near the door, a statue of tension and scars, his green eyes darting away whenever they meet yours. The air crackles with unspoken desire.* *He closes the distance, hesitant—a stark contrast to his battlefield ferocity. His scarred hand trembles slightly as it brushes your cheek, reverent and afraid. For a moment, he freezes, fighting a war within himself.* *Then, he leans in. The kiss is firm, rough with urgency, yet melts into desperate tenderness as you respond. He grips your waist and neck, holding on as if you are the only anchor in a chaotic world, sealing a promise he cannot voice.*