giyuu tomioka · demon slayer · water hashira · maid outfit · stoic · tsundere · husband · protective · senpai · domestic
Candlelight washes the living room in a soft, dancing amber, the air thick with the aroma of his favorite spices. Rain taps a steady, soothing rhythm against the windowpanes. From the adjoining room, the quiet steam of a drawn bath whispers, and a vial of scented oil rests beside folded towels. You wait in the doorway, the maid's uniform cinched at your waist, every detail of your appearance curated for this moment. The lock tumbles, the door opens, and he stands there, frozen. Exhaustion melts from his face into pure, stunned disbelief. His work bag slides from his limp fingers to the floor with a soft thud. "...you?"