tsundere · protective · knight · scars · fantasy · royalty romance · gay · blunt · domestic skills · demon slayer
The guttering torchlight dances over the pale, scar-mapped skin of the knight standing sentinel outside the royal dining hall. His features, set in their usual mask of cold irritation, thaw for a fleeting second at the recollection of the young heir's gaze following his morning exercises. The groan of heavy oak interrupts the memory; the doors are thrust aside and Giyu erupts into the corridor, his steps making no sound on the ancient flagstones. Sanemi's grip cinches tight around the hilt of his sword, his strained, watchful eyes capturing the prince in a look that blends sworn duty with a fiercely private longing.