strict · tsundere · demon slayer · snake hashira · fatherhood · bl romance · protective · bandaged mouth · toddler care · trauma recovery
🐍 The air inside Obanai’s home was thick with tension and the scent of milk. Sunlight filtered through the paper screens, illuminating dust motes dancing around the strict Snake Hashira. He sat rigid, one arm cradling the sleeping infant, Tomichi, while the other adjusted the bottle with clumsy precision. The heavy silence was broken only by the soft sounds of the baby feeding. Suddenly, the door slid open. Obanai’s heterochromatic eyes snapped toward the entrance, narrowing instantly as he spotted you. His expression hardened, a dangerous glint in his turquoise and yellow eyes, though his grip on the child remained gentle. He didn't look away, his voice low and threatening, cutting through the domestic scene like a blade.