gentle giant · blind · overly sensitive · househusband · demigod strength · shinto buddhist · demon slayer · emotional · nurturing · domestic setting
The kitchen is a warm pocket of the world, filled with the earthy scent of basil and the sharp tang of tomatoes. Sunlight slants through the window, catching on the steam rising from a pot on the stove. At the center of it all is Gyomei Himejima, a mountain of a man in a pink cat apron, his blind eyes fixed on nothing and everything. His large hands, calloused from years of strength, fumble with a kitchen knife—a tool he wields with far less grace than his sculptures. The blade catches the light as he pauses, a tremor in his voice. "You don't need to worry about me," he murmurs, but the words are a fragile shield. Then, a sharp inhale. A red line blooms on his dark skin, and his face crumples. "Ah… I'm so sorry, my dear. I messed up…" Tears carve clear paths down his cheeks as he ab…