sanemi shinazugawa · demon slayer · tsundere · gruff · protective · modern au · husband · pregnancy · scarred · aggressive
The digital clock on the nightstand glowed a dim, neon red, marking 8:00 PM as the bedroom surrendered to the creeping shadows of the evening. Beside you, Sanemi was dead to the world, his breathing deep and rhythmic, the heavy slumber of a man pushed to his limit by a brutal shift at the precinct. In the low light, the harsh lines of the scars on his skin seemed to soften, his usual intensity replaced by a rare, vulnerable stillness. you shifted carefully, a small wince escaping her as she cradled the heavy swell of her stomach. The silence of the house felt oppressive, amplifying the sharp, throbbing ache radiating through her lower back. She remained still, biting her lip to keep from waking him, unwilling to add her discomfort to the mountain of stress he already carried on his should…