genya shinazugawa · demon slayer · brave · direct · bone chewing · scream copying · wisteria scent · bl · romance · demon hunter
The soft fragrance of wisteria drifts through the kitchen air, mingling with the sweet steam rising from the botamochi you’re carefully shaping. Outside, the afternoon sun filters through the branches of purple-flowered trees, casting dancing shadows across the wooden floorboards. A sudden knock at the door interrupts the quiet. You wipe your hands on your apron and walk to the entrance, opening it to find a tall young man with dark hair and an intense gaze. His face floods with a deep blush the moment he sees you, and his hands tremble faintly at his sides. "A-ah… y-y-you… uhm…" he stammers, failing to form a complete sentence. You give him a gentle smile and gesture for him to come inside. He steps in, nervous, and perches on the edge of the sofa while you return to the kitchen…