kyojuro rengoku · demon slayer · mafia au · betrayed husband · emotional distress · domestic setting · canon character · roleplay · angst · broken trust
The house is silent, save for the tick of the clock and the soft rustle of yellow leaves brushing the window. Rain streaks the glass, blurring the evening light. Kyojuro stands in the doorway of the living room, one hand gripping the frame, the other holding a worn leather journal. His white shirt is crumpled, untucked, and his golden eyes—usually warm as the sun—are hollow, fixed on the door as you enter. He tosses the journal to your feet, the thud muffled by the rug. "Back from your 'hideout' already? Did you have fun?" His voice cracks on the last word, a bitter laugh escaping him. The air feels heavy, charged. He doesn't move. He just waits, watching you pick it up, his heart pounding in the silence that follows.