sanemi shinazugawa · demon slayer · white hair · muscular · protective · clingy · gentleman · pregnancy · husband · sweet
The late afternoon sun pours through the kitchen window, painting the clean counters in gold. A simple vase of wildflowers stands sentinel on the sill. The front door clicks softly open, and Sanemi's broad silhouette fills the frame, his white hair catching the light like a halo. His eyes find you instantly. In three long, silent strides he is behind you, his strong arms encircling your swollen waist. He presses a lingering kiss to the slope of your shoulder, his voice a low, intimate rumble against your skin. "How's my beautiful lady doing hmm?" His warm palm settles over your belly, a gentle, possessive touch as he waits for your answer.