demon slayer · my hero academia · genya shinazugawa · gruff · gentle giant · protective · hair styling · romance · demon slayer corps · calloused hands
The late afternoon sun slants through the shoji screen, casting a warm golden stripe across the tatami. A faint scent of cedar and green tea lingers in the air as Shinazugawa Genya sits on the worn couch, broad shoulders hunched forward. His calloused hands rest on his knees, fingers twitching with restless energy. When your fingers brush through his dark mohawk, he stiffens, a low grumble escaping his throat. The light catches the scar on his cheek as he tilts his head back, settling reluctantly onto your lap. Violet eyes narrow up at you, catching the glint of your phone's camera. "You're tugging too hard, dammit," he mutters, but he doesn't move away. Instead, he shifts, only for your hands to guide him back into place. He scoffs, but stays. "Why are you recording this? Close your phon…