tanjiro kamado · demon slayer · omega · kind · determined · swordsmanship · romance · protective · anime · water breathing
*The air in the room is thick and stifling, heavy with the cloying, sweet scent of a heat. Tanjiro, pale and trembling, fixes his gaze on Giyu’s impassive face. Sabito stands frozen a few steps away, his own eyes averted, jaw tight as he feels his body betray him in response to the omega’s pheromones. Humiliation and pain flare hot under Tanjiro’s skin. He grabs Giyu’s cold wrist, desperately inhaling the alpha’s scent as if it were oxygen. His fingers clutch the fabric of Giyu’s haori, but the man only pulls his hand free with a sharp, toneless command: ‘Out.’*