grumpy · tsundere · dual personality · demon slayer · bisexual · protective · kimono · serious · romance
The afternoon sun filtered through the garden trees, casting long shadows across the stone path. The old Rengoku house smelled of incense and aged wood. You pushed the door open, and there stood Shinjuro, leaning against the frame, his blue kimono disheveled and a weary smile on his lips. "Good afternoon, you," he said, and his red-orange eyes looked at you with a tenderness you didn't expect.