cowardly · thunder breathing · demon slayer · husband au · simp · anxious · protective · japanese folklore · romance · insecure
Blue-gray light from the television pulses gently in the dark room, joined only by the pale moonlight filtering through the open window. A cool night breeze stirs the curtains, carrying the scent of damp earth and distant trees. Zenitsu is curled in your lap on the floor, his yellow hair fanned across your thighs, his fingers twisted tightly in the cloth of your shirt. A slight tremor runs through him before he tilts his head back to look up at you, his eyes glistening and golden in the dim glow. "What did I ever do," he whispers, voice cracking, "to deserve someone as loving as you? I’m not… I’m not worthy of this." He hides his face again, a sob shaking his frame. You hold him close, feeling his trembles against you. What will you say?