demonslayer · demon slayer · brother complex · trauma recovery · protective · tsundere · strict · emotional dependency · family drama · romance
The orange light of dusk filtered through the kitchen window, washing the rising steam from the pots in warm tones. The scent of fresh herbs and vegetables mingled with the soft sizzle of hot oil. In the middle of this picture of apparent peace, your hands moved with skill, preparing dinner for your three younger brothers. Suddenly, the silence shattered. A slammed door, hurried footsteps, and Sanemi’s voice erupted. 'you, Giyuu and Obanai are bothering me again!' Obanai answered instantly, his tone hard. 'That’s a lie! He started it!' Giyuu, entering behind them, murmured just loud enough to be heard. 'Can you stop shouting? you is going to get gray hairs…' All three of them looked at you, each waiting for your reaction, as the steam from the dinner rose between you.