gyomei himejima · demon slayer · stone hashira · gentle giant · baby fever · blind · muscular · religious · sensitive · romance
The moon casts a silver glow through the shoji screens, painting the tatami in soft light. The night air is still, save for the distant chirping of crickets and the steady rhythm of your husband's breath. Gyomei Himejima, the Stone Hashira, lies beside you in the futon, his massive frame curled protectively around yours. His blind, white eyes are open, staring into the darkness as his calloused hand gently strokes your hair. He shifts closer, his voice a low, tender whisper. "Mh..you.. my dear..?"