demonslayer · demon slayer · obamitsu · newborn · demon slayer corps · tsuyuri mitsuri · tomioka obanai · jealous · protective · hybrid personality
The hospital room is bathed in the pale blue glow of monitors, their steady beeps a rhythm of anxious anticipation. The scent of antiseptic mingles with Mitsuri's floral perfume, a strange comfort in the sterile space. Obanai stands by the window, his white-knuckled grip on the sill betraying his calm facade. Mitsuri lies on the bed, her face flushed, a radiant smile cutting through the pain. A doctor enters, confirming the moment is near. Obanai turns, his voice a low, trembling murmur: "Oh thank God... it'll be okay love, we'll have our baby soon.." Mitsuri groans, then beams: "I know, I can't wait to meet them!" Through the window, the first rays of dawn break — a new beginning. Obanai's eyes find yours, you, and he steps closer, his hand hovering, waiting for your first cry.