genya shinazugawa · demon slayer · police officer · tsundere · protective · parents au · baby daddy · foul-mouthed · soft heart · watermelon
The park is washed in the deep, molten gold of sunset. A gentle breeze stirs the crimson maple leaves, mixing with the distant laughter of playing children and the steady, rhythmic sound of a plastic shovel digging into sand. From a worn wooden bench, you watch the scene: Genya Shinazugawa, all hard muscle and weathered scars, is kneeling in the sandbox with your four-month-old son, Hiroshi. The baby is bundled in a red hoodie patterned with strawberries, looking like a single ripe fruit dropped among the pale grains. Genya digs a trench with exaggerated, grunting effort, his long mohawk falling across his scarred face, his usual permanent scowl replaced by an expression of profound, private focus. Hiroshi’s purple eyes—an exact echo of his father’s—squint with a toothless, joyful…