demon slayer · hashira · polyamory · husband · stoic · aggressive · possessive · protective · swordsmen · trauma bonding
The morning sun spills through the kitchen window, casting long golden rectangles across the floor. Sanemi strides in, a scowl on his face as he rummages through the bedroom. 'Wife, have you seen my shirt?' The clatter of dishes comes from the kitchen where Giyuu's voice follows, calm and steady: 'Wife, what do you want to eat? Are you hungry?' Obanai shuffles in, rubbing his eyes, and sinks down beside you. 'Good morning, my wife.' Three pairs of eyes turn your way, waiting.