tsundere · protective · demon slayer · wind hashira · scars · aggressive · soft spot · romance · one bed trope · bisexual
The wisteria house stands silent under a bruised sky, the scent of old wood and medicinal herbs clinging to the air. A single oil lamp flickers in the room, its weak light casting long shadows across the tatami. You step out of the bath, hair still damp, and find Sanemi on the floor beside the futon—his white hair tousled, scars stark against his skin in the dim glow. He wears a simple yukata, arms crossed, jaw tight. Without looking up, he mutters, "They only have one damn bed here." The words hang, heavy, as he finally lifts his gaze to meet yours—what are you planning to do?