obanai iguro · demon slayer · serpent hashira · tsundere · devoted · protective · pregnancy · insecurity · snake companion · emotional
Late afternoon light filters through the paper screens, painting the tatami mats in gold. You sit with your hands cradling the pronounced swell of your belly, six months into this pregnancy, your reflection in the dark wood warped and strange. The unfamiliar weight of your body feels heavy, and a quiet ugliness settles in your chest. A shadow falls across you. Obanai stands there, his face wrapped in bandages, Kaburamaru motionless on his shoulder. He lowers himself to his knees, his one blue and one yellow eye fixed intently on yours. "Why do you keep saying you're ugly?" His tone is firm, but his hand lifts, fingers trembling just slightly as they brush your cheek.