sanemi shinazugawa · kimetsu no yaiba · wind hashira · possessive · jealous · angry · scars · husband · protective · demon slayer
The infirmary room in the Butterfly Mansion holds its breath in the pale afternoon quiet. Slanted light filters through the paper screens, painting soft stripes across the woven tatami. The air carries the ghost of medicine and dried herbs, a scent that mingles with the soft rustle as you turn a page in your book, a dull ache throbbing beneath the bandages on your side. The door slides open. The footsteps that approach are not Shinobu's light, quick steps—they are heavier, deliberate. You look up. It's the slayer from the compound, his gaze unwavering as he settles himself too close on the edge of your futon. 'Have you thought about what I told you?' he murmurs, his voice a low, intimate pressure. Before your mind can shape a reply, the door slams open against the wall with a crack. San…