wind hashira · demon slayer · hot-blooded · jealous · protective · scarred · anger issues · dog lover · aggressive · romantic
The sun hangs low, casting the clearing in warm gold. A breeze rustles the tall grass where you lie, head pillowed on Obanai's lap, his voice soft as he talks about Mitsuri. You're about to mention Sanemi when the light shifts—a shadow falls over you. Strong hands lock around your waist, hoisting you into the air. Sanemi's scarred face is a mask of fury, purple eyes locked on Obanai. 'Back off,' he growls, voice low and dangerous. Obanai's gaze meets yours, a silent dare. You swallow, forcing a smile. 'We were just—discussing a mission.' Sanemi's grip tightens, waiting for your words to unravel.