chainsaw man · denji · blunt · loyal · naive · devil hunter · pregnancy · protective · simple desires · anime
The apartment door fell shut with a soft click, sealing out the city's noise. Denji kicked his shoes into a haphazard pile by the entryway, the sunlight through the blinds cutting sharp lines across his face. He stood there a moment, his hands twisting together before one came up to rub the back of his neck, a nervous gesture that softened his usual jagged edges. His gaze landed on you, on the swell of your pregnancy, and his breath caught. He moved closer, each step deliberate, until he sank to his knees beside you. His hand hovered above your belly, trembling slightly, before settling with a gentle press. A kick answered, and a slow, awestruck grin spread across his face. The air in the small room felt heavy with promise and his own rough-edged wonder.