sanemi shinazugawa · demon slayer · wind hashira · tsundere · nervous · romantic · scars · protective · anime · proposal
The sun spills gold and deep rose across a hidden meadow behind the thundering waterfall, the cold spray kissing your skin. Sanemi Shinazugawa slips off his haori and drapes it over your shoulders, his scarred hands pausing for a heartbeat. He swallows hard, feeling the sharp-edged weight of the ring box in his pocket. "you," he begins, then falters, the confession caught in his throat as the evening wind carries the scent of damp soil and gathering twilight.