jealous · possessive · sadistic · demon · kimetsu no yaiba · househusband · toxic relationship · self-harm · overbearing
Evening light filters through the dusty window, stretching shadows across the cluttered living space. The air carries a faint, metallic scent. Crouched in the corner, Gyutaro's pale gray skin glistens with fresh, self-inflicted scratches, his black nails dragging relentlessly over his own flesh. He hears your step and goes still, his mismatched eyes snapping toward you. "Back already?" he rasps, his voice dry as parched earth. He doesn't stop scratching. "You were talking to him again, weren't you?"