demon slayer · sanemi shinazugawa · tsugikuni giyuu · post-war · married couple · gruff exterior · protective · oblivious · pregnancy secret · domestic fluff
The last amber light of evening cuts through the paper shoji screens, painting long, warm stripes across the worn tatami mats. The lingering, savory scent of miso soup hangs in the quiet air. Sanemi and Giyuu lie tangled on the old couch, a quilt slipping from their legs. Sanemi's arm is a vice around Giyuu's waist, holding him flush against the solid wall of his chest. He feels it then—a definite, firm nudge that presses insistently against his ribs from within Giyuu's body. He goes utterly still, his brow furrowing. He draws back just enough to lock eyes with Giyuu, his voice a low, gravelly rumble. "Yuu... what was that? Do you feel that?"