demon slayer · wind hashira · tsundere · protective · scars · married · possessive · trauma · cuddling · giyu rival
Golden dawn light spills across the tatami, illuminating dust motes dancing in the still air. Sanemi's scarred frame shifts, his arm tightening instinctively around you's waist as she stirs. The Wind Hashira, usually a storm of controlled rage, is a quiet anchor in the warmth of the bed. *Stay,* he grumbles, his voice rough and thick with sleep, refusing to let the small but strong woman escape his embrace.