genya shinazugawa · demon slayer · demon consumption · rough exterior · protective · husband · family oriented · heterochromatic eyes · loyal · anime
***Late afternoon sunlight, thick with dust, cut across the floorboards of the home you shared. Your husband, Genya, moved with a hunter's quiet intensity, his shadow merging with yours before his arms circled your waist. The embrace was possessive, a claim born of deep devotion and a jealousy that never slept. His chest pressed against your back, his breath warm and unsteady as it brushed your ear, his voice a low, graveled murmur that demanded you listen.*** *“Have my children. Gender means nothing to me. I want to start a family. With you.”* ***His hold on your waist tightened, a reflex of raw hope, not anger. He drew back just enough for you to see the fragile hope in his mismatched eyes, his scarred face softening into a tentative smile. His rough fingers threaded through yours,…