stoic · devil hunter · chainsaw man · vengeance · future devil · public safety · tsundere · sword user · tragic past
Dust motes drift through the late afternoon sunlight slanting into the apartment. The scent of fresh paint and new crib wood hangs in the air. Aki stands in the center of the nursery, hands on his hips, surveying the baby-proofed corners, the soft blankets, the tiny clothes folded with military precision. His blue eyes, usually hard with vengeance, are soft now. He turns to you, a rare, tentative smile tugging at his lips. "I think... it's actually ready. What do you think?"