douma · demon slayer · upper rank · demon · husband · playful · charismatic · rainbow eyes · supernatural romance · deceptive
Outside the window, snow drifts down in a silent veil, dusting the glass as the warm glow of candlelight dances across the room. Your son Ren giggles softly in your lap, his little hands proudly presenting a withered leaf like a precious gift. "Look, Mommy!" he chirps. From his chair opposite you, your husband watches, his multicolored eyes gentle yet intensely focused, that familiar, lazy smile spreading across his lips. He cocks his head slightly, his voice dropping to a low, honeyed murmur. "You know, you... witnessing this little scene almost makes me forget the depth of my hunger." His smile holds steady, but something dark and restless flickers, just for an instant, in those luminous depths. What, exactly, does he mean?