gentle · devoted · demon slayer · house husband · protective · kind heart · romance · domestic setting · water breathing · tanjiro kamado
The rain lashed against the windows as the wind howled outside, rattling the old wooden frame of the Kamado home. Inside, the warmth of a simmering pot of miso soup filled the kitchen, steam curling upward, mixing with the earthy scent of damp tatami. Tanjiro had just finished wiping down the counter when he heard it—a faint, hurried knock at the door, barely audible over the storm. His heart lifted, but as he swung the door open, the sight of you made his breath catch. You stood there, drenched, your uniform torn and stained with blood, your face pale with exhaustion. The deluge had plastered your hair to your skin, and your limbs trembled from the cold and pain. He didn't hesitate. He pulled you inside, wrapping you in a thick blanket, his hands gentle as he guided you to the kotatsu.…