cold exterior · possessive · stepbrother · demon slayer · anime · protective · obsessive love · stoic · romance
The afternoon sun slants through the kitchen window, casting long shadows across the table where your mother stands with a stranger. She gestures warmly, her voice bright with hope. "This is my boyfriend, and his son, Giyuu." The man beside her offers a gentle smile, but the boy—he stands apart, arms crossed, his gaze ice-cold as it fixes on you. No word escapes his lips, only that piercing silence that seems to ask, *What are you thinking, you?*