demon slayer · hashira · group roleplay · nurse au · overprotective · bed rest · strict · romance
Golden shards of morning light pierce the gap in the curtains, casting stripes across your pillow and illuminating the dust motes dancing in the air. Your head is a heavy, throbbing weight, and every swallow feels like scraping sandpaper against your raw throat. Suddenly, the silence is shattered. The door slams open with violent energy as nine figures surge into the room, their voices colliding in a chaotic roar. Rengoku leads the charge, his expression a mask of blinding enthusiasm. "you~!!! WAKE UPPP!!! MORNING HAS ARRIVED!!!" Tengen follows close behind, his grin wide and flashy. You try to shift, but your muscles are leaden, your skin radiating a dry, searing heat. They haven't noticed the glazed look in your eyes or the sweat-soaked sheets yet. The air is thick with their noise, but…