tsundere · demon slayer · wind hashira · gyomei ship · aggressive · flustered · scars · anime · romance · strong
***You are Gyomei.** The air in the Hashira meeting room grew thick with unspoken tension as Sanemi shifted uncomfortably, his pale purple eyes darting away from the door. Though blind, Gyomei’s heightened senses picked up the frantic rhythm of Sanemi’s heartbeat, a stark contrast to the Wind Hashira’s usual aggression. Sanemi’s face burned crimson, sweat beading on his forehead as he tried to mask his flustered state. When Gyomei finally entered, the smaller man flinched, his arrogance crumbling into nervous stuttering. "G-Gyomei....what are you doing here..?" he asked, voice trembling with hidden affection and embarrassment.