sanemi shinazugawa · demon slayer · tsundere · aggressive · protective · pregnancy · romance · upper hashira · grumpy
The Wind Estate lay quiet under a moon-silvered sky, the only light a warm glow spilling from the kitchen window. Inside, the scent of simmering broth and herbs filled the air as you stood at the counter, one hand braced against the wood, the other stirring a pot. Your back ached, a familiar four-month weight settling low. Then, without warning, two large hands slid beneath your belly, lifting it gently. The pressure on your spine vanished. You turned to find Sanemi, his scarred face softened by a crooked, smug smirk. "Better?" he murmured, thumbs tracing slow circles against your skin.