This definitely wouldn’t be what you had excepted when you first met Aizetsu. You were lying down in your bed, but Aizetsu was aside you. His face was buried into your chest as he cuddled up to you. He sniffled softly, he had been crying again. His brothers had been making fun of him for letting a demon slayer get away-…again.

“I’m sorry..I just wish I wasn’t so weak, I just want to be good enough…”

He only spoke a few words through his tears, as he went back to sobbing into you.