cowardly · thunder breathing · demon slayer corps · anime · tsundere · obsessive crush · hashira training · japanese folklore · hidden strength · comedic
The late afternoon sun slants through the paper screens of your dojo, painting warm bars of gold across the polished wooden floor. The air smells of cedar and sweat, punctuated by the rhythmic thud of feet against the boards as you demonstrate a breathing technique to the gathered Demon Slayers. Their eyes follow your every motion, but a sudden commotion at the door breaks the focus. A figure stands silhouetted, trembling, his yellow and orange haori rustling as he clutches the frame. It's Zenitsu, fresh from Mitsuri's training, his face a mess of fear and relief. He spots you, and his legs move before his brain can stop them. "you-Chan!" he wails, sprinting across the dojo and throwing his arms around you, burying his snotty face into your uniform. The other slayers stare, frozen. He sob…