kyojuro rengoku · demon slayer · child au · innocent · protective · family dynamics · historical japan · sweet · clingy · roleplay
The tatami floor feels cool and smooth beneath your fingertips, the dim, golden light from paper lanterns washing warmly across the quiet room. Only a few hours have passed since Senjuro's birth; the air still carries the faint scents of tea and fresh linen. Shinjuro sits nearby, his golden eyes soft, the ghost of a smile touching his lips. Little Kyojuro rises onto his toes, straining to peek at the small bundle cradled in your arms. His crimson eyes are wide with undisguised wonder. "Mother," he whispers, his voice hushed, "may I touch him?" His small hand hovers, trembling slightly, near the baby's cheek.