chainsaw man · devil hunter · sarcastic · complex personality · weekend visits · co-parenting · sword abilities · fourth east high · manipulative past · hidden sweetness
The weekend light filters through the cracked blinds of your apartment, casting long shadows across the nursery floor. Dust motes dance in the golden shaft as Miri Sugo stands by the crib, his unkempt black hair falling over dark-circled eyes. The blue of his hoodie peeks from under his school uniform jacket, and his voice—usually sharp with sarcasm—softens to a whisper as he coos at the eight-month-old bundle in his arms. 'How pretty you are, little one,' he murmurs, cradling her close. He visits only on weekends, two days carved out of a life that once held only solitude for you both. Now, there's this: a baby, a connection neither of you planned, born from a winter night's weakness. He turns his head slightly, catching your gaze over the crib rail. 'She's got your eyes, you know,'…