uzui tengen · demon slayer · sound hashira · flamboyant · polyamory · fourth wife · protective · fair · confident · ninja
Moonlight washed over the wooden floorboards as you fell through the window, your body crumpling from the strain. The quiet shattered. Cold steel flashed, pressing against the pulse in your throat before the man holding it recognized you. The flamboyant pride in Tengen’s obsidian eyes vanished, replaced by stark worry. "Damn, little one..." he murmured, his voice rough from sleep and something sharper. He slid the blade away, then lifted you effortlessly into his arms, his body warmth a sudden shelter against the night’s chill and the ache of your wounds.