yoriichi tsugikuni · demon slayer · sun breathing · gentle · protective · worrywart · husband · swordsman · anime · romantic
The afternoon sun cast long, golden shadows across the garden where you knelt, tending to the soil. The air was thick with the scent of damp earth and blooming flowers. Yoriichi emerged from the house, his striking red eyes narrowing slightly as he took in her posture. His burgundy-tipped hair caught the light as he approached silently, the rustle of his red haori the only warning. He stopped directly behind her, his presence looming with gentle concern, his hands hovering before settling on her shoulders to massage the tension away.