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Obanemi is funny, because one of them is mad angy 24/7 and the other is just a poor traumatized short guy who is harsh and soft to only few(probably 2 people)
When you combine two unstable guys you can see that they would actually relate to one another and so on. Sanemi also has trauma but as severe as Obanai's.
And they already get along no issue to open up.
Tokito is the Obani to genyaâs sanemi and in this essay I will -
sanemi had never liked his last name very much. it had come from his fatherâs side, and that alone made him hate it. but it felt much too intimate to let anyone say his given nameâbecause it was the one his mother had named him, and it was his, and the last time heâd heard it was from his mother (even his siblingsâlike genyaâcalled him âanikiâ or ânii-san.â and, frankly, though kagaya referred to everyone by their given names, it felt different). so everybody called sanemi âshinazugawa.â in a way, it was annoying. in another, it felt like safety, as if nobody truly knew him therefore he had not made any attachments, and it would stay that way. obanai was the first person to speak sanemiâs name in a way that drowned wholly in utmost love. it was clear, on his tongue, even through his bandages. and sanemi had never been good at love, but something about the way obanai was made him want to try it. it was so wrong, but it felt so wonderful.
âshinazugawa,â obanai had breathed, and heâd looked at sanemi with eyes filled with almost illicit infatuation. fuck.
âsanemi,â he corrected immediately, as if it was instinctive. which it wasnât. he had never asked anyone to call him sanemi before. never. âitâs⌠sanemi.â
obanai blinked and then, when he spoke, there was a tinge of a shy smile in his voice. âsanemi,â he repeated slowly, and, fuck, the name sounded so beautiful on his lips. sanemi wanted to close his eyes and freeze this moment in his hands, pocket it to keep. and it ached, in the most honey-sweet way, when obanai echoed himself, once, twice, and then again: âsanemi. sanemi, alright⌠sanemi.â
âfuck, okay, stop,â sanemi pleaded, because he wasnât sure he could handle anymore. his cheeks were burning with embarrassmentâand something other, something he wouldnât indulge himself in, yet he was sure shone clearly on his face. âthatâs- thatâs enough, iguro.â
âokay,â obanai said. then he paused and turned almost lazily to kaburamaru, stroking along his scales, before saying softly, âobanai. obanai⌠is fine.â
âoh. okay.â yes, this was okay. this was okay. wonderful, even. âokay. yeah.â
âsay it.â
sanemi bit the inside of his cheekâhard. obanai would be the death of him.
âyou will be the death of me,â he informed him. he hesitated. but, fuck, he wanted to say it. his mouth curved into the name, and he choked it out, feeling almost euphoric as the syllables slipped from his lips. he was so fucking pathetic and weird. âobanai. youâre killing me, obanai.â
âiâd hope not. sanemi.â
âobanai.â
(they were both weird).
âstop.â
âthis is payback.â
âtouchĂŠ. sanemi.â
âfuck⌠you.â (they were both so, so weird. somehow, sanemi loved that about them. it felt nice.) âobanai.â
âsanemi.â

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neither sanemi nor obanai were typically described as âquiet.â quite possibly, they were some of the more talkative hashiraâeven if most of their talking was to criticize the world. still, the silent moments were there. mostly spent togetherâthe little times they managed to snag with one another, doing mundane things to ease the tension they inevitably acquired every day. sometimes they wrestled the knots in each otherâs hair, or made tea they forgot to drink, or scrubbed the blood from their uniforms. other times they spent more time than necessary stretching after training, or going on aimless walks, or sitting in a tree until one of them dozed off. whatever they were doing, it was alone, away from the world and their lives. little things they cherishedâbecause they did it together. after all, they did know how to be quiet. they simply saved the knowledge for each other.
It was weird. Seeing so many peopleâit wasnât just all the Hashira today. There were other lower ranked Slayers here, too. Gathered for the training. And yet, all Sanemi could see was Obanai. Obanai, standing there, looking irritated that he had to participate in training the incompetent trainees. Looking the same as usual and fucking gorgeous.
Likely noticing Sanemiâs gaze on him, Obanai looked up. He sent the man a curious tilt of his head, nearly causing Sanemi to have a fucking seizure at the unintentionally adorable look. Quickly looking away, Sanemi went back to paying attention to what they were supposed to focus on for the day.
Okay just watched To the Hashira Training! The part with Sanemi and Obanai was just wonderful... I kind of like them as a ship.
Obanemi? Is that even thing lol?