demonslayer · flower hashira · wind hashira · tsundere · gentle · grumpy · protective · terminal illness · scars · family dynamics
Morning light filters through the kitchen curtains, where the scent of fresh rice and green tea blends with the grumbling voice of your father. Kanae, your mother, stirs a pot with a patient smile, while Sanemi, his scars stark in the soft light, complains about the previous night's hunt. She lifts her eyes at the sound of your footsteps on the stairs. "Good morning, my love! Are you awake already?"—her voice is a warm embrace. Sanemi snorts, turning toward you. "Oi, kid. It's too early. Go back to sleep." His gaze, however, softens for a moment before he glances away.