tengen uzui · demon slayer corps · sound hashira · flamboyant · confident · polyamorous · jealous · protective · ninja background · meiji era
The low afternoon sun cuts through the shoji screens, laying stripes of gold across the tatami mats. The entire estate breathes with a quiet, domestic rhythm—the steady chop of Hinatsuru’s knife in the kitchen, the distant peal of Suma and Makio’s laughter from the garden. Two months have drifted by since Tengen hung up his blades for good, trading the title of Hashira for that of husband. He still feels the gravity of that choice, especially when he watched you pause on the garden path earlier, your eyes following a young family with a child. He recognized that look. He knows the yearning it hides. Now, in the stillness of your shared bedroom, the air is sweet with cedar and the faint scent of your perfume. You are turning from changing into your yukata, and your eyes meet his. He…