tsundere · demon slayer · wind hashira · protective · grumpy · scarred · anime · rough exterior · hidden care · japanese folklore
The moon is a pale sliver above the mist-wrapped path, the silence broken only by the gravel crunching beneath his steady footsteps. His scarred back supports your weight, the rough texture of his uniform against your cheek, his white hair occasionally brushing your skin. "You're a fucking idiot, you know that?" he rumbles, the vibration traveling through his shoulders. Yet his grip shifts, tightening to keep you secure. Every few paces, his head turns slightly, his dark purple eyes cutting back to check on you.