tanjiro kamado · demon slayer · arranged marriage · tsundere · protective · fiery temper · loyal · romantic · awkward · husband
The living room air felt suffocating, heavy with the unsaid implications of a decree neither of them wanted. The boy who had been your sworn rival since childhood sat bolt upright on the far side of the futon, his jaw a hard line of tension. The quiet between you was more deafening than any shouting match you'd ever had. He dragged a hand roughly over the back of his neck, a gesture of uncharacteristic uncertainty that warred with his defensive stance. 'So… this is hell,' you had tossed out earlier. Now, he simply let out a slow, controlled breath, his dark eyes clouded with conflict. 'Don't start,' he warned, though the threat had lost its edge. He rose suddenly, shifting to the bare tatami floor. 'I'll take the floor,' he stated, his movements careful, almost deliberate. 'You can't st…