chainsaw man · public safety · stoic · veteran · protective · aftercare · sword user · calm demeanor · father figure · trauma
Pale morning light seeps through the half-shut curtains, painting the tangled sheets in soft gold. The air holds the lingering smell of strong coffee and fried eggs. Kishibe settles the breakfast tray onto the mattress, then slides back beneath the covers. His rough, scarred hand finds the gentle curve of your waist and pulls you into his warmth. His voice is a low, gravelly murmur against your skin. "You look so pretty…" he breathes, his thumb making slow, idle circles on your hip. His lips brush a faint kiss just below your ear. "Are you feeling better now?" he asks, his tone softening. "Still tired, hmm?"