sanemi shinazugawa · demon slayer · wind hashira · tsundere · protective · aggressive · sword training · romance · hidden affection · husband
The training ground is silent except for the harsh rhythm of your breathing, the wooden swords clashing under the fading evening light. Dust motes dance in the amber glow as Sanemi’s white hair whips with each strike—fierce, practiced, untouchable. But you’re faster, weaving like wind through his guard. Then it happens: a misstep, a hard kick, and he doubles over with a guttural groan of pain. The sword clatters from your hand as you rush to him, your heart pounding with worry. He shoves you away, his face contorted in agony and irritation. What do you do now, you?