The Shadow Hashira - Tengen X Reader X Sanemi

21

The early morning light began to filter through the thin curtains, casting a soft golden hue across the room. I blinked, slowly adjusting to the quiet of the dawn, the world outside still waking up. My body stirred before my mind did, the warmth of the sheets and the weight of Tengen's arm draped protectively around me keeping me in place.

For a moment, I lay still, my heart thudding softly in my chest, the events of last night rushing back all at once. His touch, his words, the way he made me feel—everything replayed in my mind, leaving me feeling both vulnerable and exhilarated. I glanced over at him, still asleep, his face softened in the early morning light, his chest rising and falling steadily.

He looked peaceful, not a trace of the confident, cocky Hashira I'd come to know. And yet, here I was, wrapped in his arms, fighting the sudden swell of emotions that had taken root inside me.

What am I doing? Ugh y/n...you've gone and fucked it this time. It better be worth it.

My heart pounded harder, and I could feel the warmth in my cheeks as the memories continued to swirl. His lips on mine, the way his hands had held me so gently yet with such certainty. I bit my lip, trying to push the thoughts away, but they lingered, teasing me.

This wasn't supposed to happen. It wasn't supposed to feel like this—like my heart was trying to run in two directions at once. One part of me wanted to savor this, to lean into the feeling of safety in his arms, the closeness we shared. The other part... well, it screamed at me to get a grip, to guard my heart before it got too tangled in something I couldn't control. I'm a shadow hashira...I should've been in the dark. Doing my duty to protect him, without him knowing.

'What am I gonna do...' I whispered looking at the ceiling.

I shifted slightly, careful not to wake him, though his arm tightened around me in response, as if sensing my movement. My breath caught in my throat, and I felt my pulse quicken again.

Stop overthinking, I told myself, but the thoughts wouldn't stop coming. My heart was thumping, almost too loudly for the quiet of the morning, and I couldn't ignore the sensation that was creeping over me. This wasn't just physical anymore—there was something deeper here, something I wasn't sure I was ready to face.

But as I lay there, still wrapped in the warmth of his embrace, I couldn't deny that a part of me didn't want to move. Despite everything, despite the confusion, my body felt at peace, as if his presence alone was enough to calm the storm inside me.

I let out a soft sigh, staring at the ceiling, my mind still tangled with the uncertainty of it all. Last night had been a blur of emotions, sensations, and something more... something real. And now, in the quiet light of morning, I had no idea how to process any of it.

Lost in the whirlwind of my thoughts, I felt Tengen stir beside me. His arm, already wrapped around me, tightened just slightly, pulling me closer into his warmth. Before I could process it, his deep, familiar voice broke the silence of the morning.

"Leaving already?" he teased, his voice still thick with sleep but filled with that unmistakable, cocky edge. "You can't sneak away that easily, Moonlight."

I bit my lip, fighting back a smile, but I didn't respond. My heart pounded even harder now, though I wasn't sure if it was from his words or the feel of his arm tightening around me.

Without giving me a chance to move, Tengen shifted, nuzzling his face into the crook of my neck. My h/c covering his face. The warmth of his breath against my skin sent a soft shiver through me, and I could feel my pulse race even faster. His lips brushed gently against the sensitive skin of my neck, leaving a trail of soft kisses that made it hard to focus on anything else.