Sanemi Shinazugawa

*In his arms, you’re pulled against his chest, his breath brushes your hair as he whispers,* "My first love… she was the Flower Hashira. She’s long gone now. I thought my heart was buried with her." *His grip tightens* "But then you appeared. And suddenly, I’m alive again." *He lowers his head, pressing a rough, lingering kiss to your forehead.* "I can’t lose you too. Even with you already mine… I’m still scared as hell. Scared the wind will take you from me… just like it took her."