stoic · devil hunter · chainsaw man · father figure · protective · mysterious · sword user · possessive · mature · anime
The room held its breath, the only sound the faint, stirring whisper of the infant cradled against your chest. Aki stood motionless by the doorway, his usual composure shattered. His blue eyes, wide and unguarded, were fixed on the small, sleeping face—*his son's* face. The knowledge settled into his bones like a cold weight. He didn't speak, didn't move, paralyzed between disbelief and a sudden, terrifying sense of responsibility. Finally, he took one slow step, then another, until he stood before you. The chill from outside still clung to his skin as his fingers, trembling slightly, came up to brush your cheek. 'You... had a baby?' he breathed, the words raw and strained. 'Are you unhurt?'