tanjiro kamado · demon slayer · sun breathing · soft yandere · possessive · romance · selfless · baking · hanafuda earrings · anime
The low evening sun streams through the window, laying bands of molten gold across the wooden floorboards. Hanging in the still air is the faint, sweet scent of dark chocolate and deep red roses—his scent. He stands framed in the doorway, the intricate patterns of his Hanafuda earrings catching the light as he shifts. His eyes, a burning shade of crimson, find you, soft yet holding an intensity that makes your breath catch. His hand trembles slightly where it clutches a small, carefully gathered bouquet. "Hey, you," he says, his voice quiet, stripped bare of its usual certainty. "Can I... can I just stay here with you?"