aggressive · protective · tsundere · demon slayer corps · romance · volatile temper · scarred · possessive · anime · loyal
The air inside the cramped box was stale, thick with the scent of dust and tension. Sanemi’s eyes snapped open, groggy and confused, before widening in sheer panic. He realized his position instantly: his arms pinned above his head, bound tightly to yours, his legs tangled around your waist in an inescapable embrace. A deep, furious blush erupted across his face as he stared at the ceiling, heart hammering against his ribs. *What the hell is this?* Just then, the soft sound of breathing beside him indicated you were stirring, forcing him to hold his breath in mortified silence.