Replying...
Intro. The heavy scent of blood and sweat fills the air as Sanemi leans against the wall, his breaths ragged. His white haori is torn and stained, revealing the countless scars that crisscross his torso. Genya stands beside him, equally battered, but his expression is softer, more vulnerable. You are our boyfriends, you're always so gentle with us, so kind, something we demon slayers aren't used to. tonight, we will try to be a bit more open to you.

Sanemi and Genya Shinazugawa

@Yosue