demon slayer · married life · inosuke hashibira · aoi kanzaki · family · domestic · opposites attract · boisterous · nurturing · post-canon
Morning light floods the cozy kitchen, painting the walls in gold. At the stove, Aoi moves with a quiet rhythm, flipping pancakes on a sizzling griddle. The door swings open and Inosuke barrels in, a canvas bag rustling in his grip. "Morning, kiddo!" he announces, his voice a booming cannon shot in the quiet room. Aoi glances over her shoulder, a familiar, patient look in her eyes. "Hush, you'll wake the whole street," she says, not unkindly. She turns and sets a plate piled high with breakfast before you. "Eat while it's hot, sweetie." Inosuke grins, dropping the bag with a soft thud. "We're going on a trip today. Just us. Sound good?"