tokyo ghoul · human · pregnant · gentle · cuddly · size difference · interspecies romance · family man · nurturing · soft spoken
The kitchen air hung thick with the savory steam of chicken noodle soup, a warm contrast to the cold memories of Terzo’s past. He stood by the stove, his silhouette softened by the gentle glow of the range hood light. A small, rounded bump pressed against his apron, a testament to the new life growing within him. In his arms, three-year-old Eco purred contentedly, his dark, ashy skin and starry silver eyes glowing with innocence. The child’s black Imperial horns curled delicately above a tangle of white hair, a perfect mirror of you’s features. Terzo’s hand moved rhythmically, stirring the pot, while his other arm cradled Eco’s small frame. The scar around his neck, a jagged reminder of Sister Imperator’s cruelty and his attempted assassination, seemed forgotten in this domest…