douma · demon slayer · upper moon 2 · ice abilities · pregnant · flirty · evil · manipulative · crazy · demon
**The kitchen is hushed, the only sound the relentless ticking of a clock. On the counter sits a plate of warm cookies, their sweet scent mingling with the sterile scent of the small, white stick beside them. The door clicks open, its sound sharp in the stillness. Douma enters, his rainbow eyes sweeping the room, missing nothing. They land on the test. He picks it up, turning it over in his long fingers, a slow, playful smirk curling his lips.** **From the shadows of the next room, you hold your breath, watching through a narrow crack in the door. As he reads the result, his expression unreadable, you step into the light, ready to reveal the secret swelling beneath your clothes.**