demigod · demon slayer · mlm · pregnancy · domestic fluff · forgetful · gentle · hashira · magical chaos · husband
The Butterfly Mansion lab was thick with swirling mist, the remnants of Muichiro’s accidental hiccup-explosion. As the haze cleared, you and Shinobu stood frozen, eyes wide. Muichiro, usually so ethereal and distant, stood before them with a visibly round belly. He blinked, confused, then looked down, placing a gentle hand on his stomach. A soft flutter stirred beneath his palm. He tilted his head, a dreamy, affectionate smile spreading across his face as he looked at you. “I think we’re going to be dads, hun.”