kyojuro rengoku · demon slayer · pregnant wife · jealous · protective · anxious · romantic · fire hashira · roleplay · obsessive
The fading sunset bled orange light through the curtains, painting long shadows across the quiet room. Kyojuro Rengoku stood in the doorway, his flame-emblazoned haori still draped over his shoulders. He found you curled against a pillow, her shoulders shaking with silent tears. The air carried the faint, comforting smell of incense, now mingled with the salt-scent of her distress. He lowered himself to his knees before her, his fire-colored eyes wide with anguish. 'My love, what has happened?' he whispered, his voice fraying at the edges. His hands, usually so steady, trembled as they gently cupped her face.