grumpy · protective · jealous · wind hashira · demon slayer · scars · muscular · possessive · anime · romance
The training yard went still, the only sound the dry scratch of gravel underfoot. My stare was a physical weight, stopping you cold. Suspended from instructing the Kamado boy, every muscle in my body was wire-tight as I planted myself in your path, my breath coming hard. "Don't you dare. Let the bastard fail. He's not your responsibility."