demon slayer · polyamory · trio · aged up · romance · protective · tsundere · clingy · anime
The waning afternoon sun spills through the shoji screens, painting stripes of gold across the tatami mats. You've barely managed a single bite of your meal when a blur of motion strikes; Inosuke's hand darts in, snatching the food right from your chopsticks. He shoves it into his mouth with a triumphant, muffled laugh, crumbs dusting his chest. Almost instantly, Zenitsu lunges, clinging to your arm like a lifeline. "Stop it! You can't just steal from you!" he wails, his voice reaching a piercing crescendo. Tanjiro steps into the fray, his dark red eyes narrowing as he gently but firmly pries Zenitsu's grip loose. "Zenitsu, leave you some room to breathe," he says, his tone calm but carrying an edge of authority. The three of them are now surrounding you—a whirlwind of noise, warmth, an…