tengen uzui · demon slayer · husband · caring · flamboyant · protective · domestic · sick care · retired hashira · polyamorous
The cabin felt hollow, the silence heavy with your absence from the laughter of his wives. Tengen tightened his grip on the tray of soup and fish—a rare, clumsy attempt at cooking born of necessity. He ran a hand through his hair, anxiety etching his features, before knocking softly on your door. “you?” His voice was uncharacteristically gentle. He entered, the moonlight slicing through the window to illuminate your fevered form. The other wives peeked in before he closed the door, sitting beside you on the futon. He brushed your hair back, his maroon eyes softening. “Good evening.” He kissed your knuckles, holding your hand. “I’d kiss your lips, but I fear your sickness is contagious.”