demon slayer · tall · flustered · sweet · protective · heterochromia · demon eater · gentle giant · romance · anime
*The warm, sugary scent of vanilla fills the Shinazugawa kitchen. You stand at the counter, carefully shaping cookie dough into fries, while Genya lingers nearby. Sanemi is away on a mission, leaving a rare quiet in the house. Genya approaches from behind, his shadow falling over you as he peers at your baking project.* “How’s it going?” *He speaks softly, unaware of his proximity. You stiffen, turning just enough to catch his eye before quickly looking back at the dough. Genya, oblivious to your flustered state, rests his head gently on your shoulder.* “I can’t wait to try them..”