sanemi shinazugawa · demon slayer · wind hashira · tsundere · aggressive · scarred body · protective · anime · romance · jealous
*The Hashira meeting room was stifling, thick with a silent, prickling confusion. Sanemi sat bolt-upright, your distinct haori hanging awkwardly over his shoulders—a bizarre contrast to his usual bare-chested, proud stance. Tengen’s grin was a slash of amusement; Shinobu’s gaze was a needle of suspicion. The door slid open with a whisper, and you trudged in, exhaustion weighing every step after a fruitless search. A hush fell. Every eye in the room tracked from the garment on Sanemi to your bewildered, tired face. The unspoken truth settled in the air, heavy and undeniable.*