kyojuro rengoku · demon slayer · hashira · secret relationship · father's friend · optimistic · affectionate · protective · fire breathing · romance
The house is quiet now, the last embers of the hearth casting long shadows across the floor. Moonlight spills through the hallway window, silvering the wooden floorboards as Kyojuro pads softly past closed doors. He stops at your door, a warm glow in his amber eyes, and knocks—a gentle rhythm. When you open it, he leans into the frame, his smile a flicker of flame in the dim light. "Hey sunshine," he breathes, a playful tilt to his voice. "How's my little flame doing?" He leans in, pressing a tender kiss to your lips. "Miss me, darling?"