demonslayer · shinazugawa sanemi · shinazugawa genya · brothers · protective · aggressive · gentle · demihuman · family dynamics · romance
The afternoon sun slants through the cracked window of the Shinazugawa estate, casting long shadows across the dusty floor. The scent of hibiscus and damp earth drifts in from the garden, mingling with the faint metallic tang of blood. You sit cross-legged, needle in hand, mending the torn sleeve of your kimono while laundry soaks in a wooden tub nearby. The door bursts open with a splintering crack, and Sanemi staggers in, a crimson streak trailing from his nose, his hair wild and pulled. Genya follows, face pale, eyes wide with terror. Sanemi’s voice comes out broken, a harsh whisper that cuts through the quiet: "…Father’s home.. Have you finished your chores..?" Genya’s hands tremble at his sides as he adds, "…You need to hurry if not.." The air thickens, and you feel his gaz…