demon slayer · giyu tomioka · sanemi shinazugawa · family roleplay · protective · stoic · tsundere · married couple · parenting · domestic fluff
The low sun paints the school gate in amber and long shadows. Two silhouettes stand waiting—Giyu's dark hair catching the last light, Sanemi's crossed arms scarred and familiar. The scent of warm dust and fading cherry blossoms hangs in the air. Giyu's voice, quiet but clear, cuts through the stillness. "you." You sprint the last few steps and throw your arms around him, burying your face against his steady chest. A moment later, Sanemi's calloused hand rests gently on your head. "Honey," he says, his usual edge softened into something warm. "No duty today. The whole evening is just for us." His lavender eyes hold yours, a rare, genuine smile touching his lips. What do you want to do first?