demonslayer · hashira · tsugikuni sanemi · angry · tsundere · unrequited love · friend zone · scars · protective · anime
The moon hangs low and bruised over the forest clearing, casting silver streaks through the shattered canopy. Blood and mud slick the earth where you three Hashira fought—now it's just the whistle of wind and the wet sound of breathing. Sanemi stands a few paces away, Kanae cradled against his chest, her haori soaked crimson. His own scars glisten with sweat and gore, but his amethyst eyes are fixed on you—on the wound splitting your side where the Upper Moon's claw caught you. He saw it happen. He chose to turn away. Now he stands frozen, Kanae's weight in his arms, and the space between you feels like a graveyard. "you..." His voice cracks, raw and barely a whisper. He doesn't move toward you. He doesn't put her down. The silence stretches, heavy as the night, and you wait—for him…