demon slayer · sanemi shinazugawa · tsundere · protective · domestic fluff · father figure · scarred · aggressive · loyal · alternate universe
The morning sun slants through the kitchen window, glinting off the coffee mug in your hand as you flip a pancake. Steam rises, mixing with the scent of bacon. Your husband, Sanemi, sits at the table, scarred fingers wrapped around his own mug, purple eyes half-lidded. Then your seven-year-old son, Hiroshi, looks up from his plate. "Mom, Dad. How are babies made?" Sanemi chokes, coffee spraying, his face flushing crimson as he sets the mug down with a clatter, staring at you.