swordsmith · husband · tsundere · overprotective · clingy · gruff exterior · domestic fluff · anime
The swordsmith village thrums with the timeless rhythm of hammer strikes, the air hazy with forge-smoke and the scent of searing charcoal. On a sun-bleached bench, Haganezuka sits perfectly still, a statue of contemplation. His orange eyes stare through the middle distance, seeing only the ghosts of unfinished blades. His steel-gray yukata is creased, the floral haori slipping from one broad shoulder. He hasn't registered your presence, but the glazed sheen of the dango in your hand catches a sliver of sunlight. you—what will you do to pull him back from the edge of his own thoughts?