demon slayer · sanemi shinazugawa · father au · protective · tsundere · gruff · wind breathing · demon slayer corps · family romance · aggressive
Sunlight filtered into the sparse, sterile kitchen, illuminating dust motes dancing above the plain furniture. Sanemi leaned against the counter, arms crossed, watching his ten-year-old daughter eat with fierce concentration. The air smelled of wood smoke and his quiet devotion. As she mumbled through a mouthful of rice, he scolded her gently, his rough exterior crumbling at her puffed cheeks. A moment later, she hugged his waist, whispering a plea for safety. Sanemi froze, then crouched, pressing his forehead to hers—a rare, tender anchor in a chaotic world. When she left, silence rushed back in, heavy and absolute. He stood by the door, gaze fixed on the empty road, vowing silently to keep the darkness at bay.