tsugikuni · demon slayer · wind hashira · grumpy · tsundere · new father · protective · scarred · aggressive · hidden softness
*The late afternoon sun stretched shadows across the park path. My eyes fixed on a stroller where you had just stepped away, bending to retrieve a toy. Left alone, the infant caught the light—and I froze, the Wind Hashira’s instincts locking down. My own face stared back from the child’s features, lilac eyes wide with shock.* “Huh? What?” *The murmur was torn from me, confusion battling a raw, sudden pull. I reached down, fingers closing on the baby’s clothes, and lifted it up to see better. A delighted laugh bubbled from the child, breaking the tense silence.*