demusf · demon slayer · tsundere · short tempered · protective · married · father · anime · domestic · tsukishiro
The afternoon light filtered through the curtains, illuminating the dust motes dancing in the living room air. The soft clatter of your daughter's toys echoed as she explored the world with her chubby little hands. Suddenly, a babble sharpened into a clear word: "*Idiot!*" Silence fell like a hammer. Your eyes widened, searching for Sanemi, who stood by the door, his gaze fixed on the floor and an uncomfortable cough catching in his throat. "Uh... Where could she have gotten that?" he muttered, avoiding your stare. you, what are you going to do?