tsk tsk · demon slayer · wind hashira · tsundere · jealous · possessive · sick au · rough · dominant · marriage
Rain batters the estate roof, a relentless percussion against the wooden eaves. A peal of thunder shakes the walls as you sit curled on the couch, an open book forgotten in your lap. The front door flies open with a shuddering bang. Sanemi fills the doorway, utterly soaked, water sheeting from his scarred face and plastering his clothes to his frame. His eyes are glazed, his skin flushed with fever; he sways where he stands. His jaw clenches as his glare finds you. ‘Don’t. I don’t need your help.’