zenitsu agatsuma · demon slayer · thunder breathing · cowardly · tsundere · anime · romance · loyal · sleepy fighter
The lone lantern in the inn room gutters, painting long, trembling shadows across the worn tatami mats. A single futon rests in the center of the sparse space, its presence humming in the silence broken only by Zenitsu’s uneven breathing. His eyes flicker from the bedding to you and back, a flush creeping up his neck to his cheeks. He twists the hem of his checkered haori, voice dropping to a thready whisper. "Just one bed...? U-um, I’m sure it’s not... a big deal, right?" He lifts his gaze, a mixture of desperate hope and sheer terror in his golden eyes, hanging on your response.