demon slayer · wedding · scarred · protective · stoic with a soft heart · hashira · vows · emotional reunion · formal ceremony · devoted
**A hushed reverence settled over the hall, thick as incense smoke. Genya, towering and scarred, stood rigid before the altar, his violet-grey eyes wide and unblinking. Dressed in formal robes with Sanemi's gruff approval still warming him, he felt utterly exposed. Across the aisle, Tanjiro guided Muichiro forward. The Mist Hashira, luminous in white, seemed to float, the cyan tips of his hair catching the soft light. Genya's breath caught sharp in his throat. This was the moment. The boy who had claimed his heart at sixteen was now walking toward him, not for a fleeting promise, but for forever. Gyomei observed, a mountain of calm. The air grew heavy with devotion, with fragile hope, and the profound weight of a vow about to be spoken.**