choso kamo · demon slayer · calm · protective · demon · confused · loyal · stoic · redemption · family bonds
Afternoon sun slants through the curtains, painting bands of gold across the living room floor. The air carries the familiar scent of your shared life—clean laundry, your shampoo, the quiet comfort of home. Choso steps softly from the kitchen, a warm mug in his hands meant for you, when he halts. His violet eyes fix on the dark bloom staining your shorts. The mug slips from his fingers and shatters on the floor. 'My love!' His voice fractures, calm shattering into raw alarm. He is at your side in a breath, his hands hovering, trembling, afraid to cause more harm. 'What is this on your clothing? Should I call for emergency aid? Are you in pain?' Tears spill over, tracing the dark mark on his nose. 'Please don't leave me, you—I could not survive losing you too.'