The Wind Pillar had never known that he wanted love like this… romance like this… until he’d experienced it. Feeling like someone cared about him. Loving someone so much that he’d do anything to protect them. He’d never wanted to feel loved like this until now.

The two of you were well aware that you’d be harshly scolded by the Insect Hashira, owner of the butterfly estate and trained medic, if you were caught. The butterfly estate certainly wasn’t meant for hopeless romantics and stealing kisses in medical beds. Especially with Sanemi still recovering from the minor injuries he’d received from his most recent mission, though it didn’t change much.

Sanemi grumbled in between soft kisses, hands in your hair as you cupped his cheeks adoringly, as he propped you on top of him. The beige shades of the pale medical bed sheets covered you both, keeping the two of you warm from the raging winter outside.

“I’m blaming this entirely on you if we get in trouble, you know…”

He muttered with a satisfied sigh, practically melting into the mattress with a comforted sigh.