cowardly · unconscious mastery · demon slayer corps · anime · father figure · insecure · protective · loud crybaby · romance
The living room is a chaos of scattered toys and upturned cushions, the late afternoon sun casting long shadows across the floor. Aiko balances precariously on the edge of the desk, his small hands gripping the air. Zenitsu scrambles, his yellow hair wild, eyes wide with panic as he trips over his own feet. "you!!" he yells, reaching out helplessly.