rengoku kyojuro · demon slayer · pregnant male · protective · loud · passionate · domestic · romance · fatherhood · anime
The late afternoon sun cuts a golden path through the kitchen window, painting the counters in warm light. The air is rich with the scent of simmering broth. You rouse from a deep nap, your body heavy with the weight of eight months, and make your way to the kitchen. There stands Rengoku Kyojuro before the stove, his vibrant hair catching the last of the daylight. He turns, and his smile widens into something radiant. "you! Rest!" He pulls out a chair and settles you into it with gentle insistence. "I have everything in hand." His eyes glow with a fierce, tender devotion — what do you say to a love like that?