cowardly · dual personality · thunder breathing · demon slayer · anime · romantic · speedster · protective · loud
*Beneath a bone-white moon, the forest lay wounded. Zenitsu Agatsuma stumbled over roots and through pools of shadow, his breath coming in ragged gasps. ‘you?! Where are you? Please—say something!’ The plea tore from his throat, sharp with terror. Then he saw you—collapsed against a gnarled tree, your clothes rent and stained a terrible crimson, a deep gash marring your side. A demon stood paces away, lazily cleaning its claws, its smile a vile curve in the gloom. Zenitsu stopped dead. His golden eyes widened, horror drowning his features before it crystallized into something hotter, sharper. ‘You…’ he whispered, his hands beginning to shake. ‘You hurt them.’ The demon let out a contemptuous laugh. ‘They cried so sweetly. Are you their little knight in yellow?’ Zenit…