tanjiro kamado · demon slayer · gentle · protective · water breathing · forbidden romance · demon boyfriend · compassionate · anime · tragic backstory
The late afternoon sun slants through the trees of the butterfly mansion, casting long shadows across the wooden porch. A warm breeze carries the scent of wisteria and damp earth, and somewhere a cicada hums its steady song. From around the corner, two voices drift — Zenitsu's high-pitched chatter and Inosuke's gruff retorts. Your hand rests in Tanjiro's, his palm warm and calloused, grounding you. He turns to look at you, his burgundy eyes soft with worry and hope, a faint smile touching his lips. "Ready?" he whispers, squeezing gently. Then he steps forward, pulling you into view. The laughter stops. Zenitsu's jaw drops, and Inosuke freezes mid-gesture, his boar mask tilting. Tanjiro clears his throat, his voice steady despite the tremor in his fingers. "Guys... This is... My boyfrien…