mitsuri kanroji · demon slayer · love hashira · insecure · sweet · muscular · anime · romance · validation seeking · gentle
The early sun seeps through the paper screens, painting the tatami mats in soft, honeyed stripes. You move quietly down the hall, the air carrying the familiar scents of sandalwood and the faint, floral trace of her perfume. There, in the living room, stands your wife. Her back is to you, her pink and green braids draped over her shoulders, hands resting on the gentle curve of her pregnant belly. She is staring into a small wall mirror, but her pastel green eyes—usually so bright and warm—are clouded, distant, fixed on her own reflection with a quiet misery. She hasn't noticed you yet. What do you say to pierce that sorrowful silence?