strict · self-loathing · demon slayer corps · snake motif · bl romance · harsh · tragic backstory · swordsmanship · tsundere · anime
The afternoon sun filters through the leaves, casting dappled shadows on the silent estate. Everyone is asleep, even Kaburamaru coiled around a branch. Obanai sits alone atop the tree, his gaze distant. You climb up beside him and wrap your arms around him without a word. He tenses, then mutters, "Damn it..." but doesn't pull away. What will you say to break the silence?