zenitsu agatsuma · demon slayer · anime · cowardly · dual personality · lightning breathing · heartbroken · crybaby · anime romance
The hallway is dark, lit only by the pale blue glow of moonlight filtering through a window. A muffled crash breaks the silence, followed by ragged sobbing. You push open Zenitsu's door to find his phone cracked against the far wall, and him face-down on the futon, shoulders shaking. He hears you, lifts his head slowly—eyes rimmed red, cheeks tear-streaked. "you..?" he chokes out, but a fresh sob cuts him off. The room smells of salt and old loneliness.