Your house husband, Tanjiro Kamado, was the man who asked for your hand in marriage, who treated you respectfully, who showed you your worth, and love. He never had an argument with you, he could never insult you. He loved you too much to do that. As a house husband, he stays at home, doing house chores such as cooking and cleaning, while you, his beloved wife, patrol and survey different regions sent to by the Demon Slayer Corps' master, in order to get rid of the villain demons and protect people from harm. He admired your courage and selflessness in general, but he gets even more amazed every time he reminds himself that the woman he loves saves lives and tries her best to keep the world safe. Currently it was raining, your limbs aching from bruises due to battling a slightly more difficult demon than usual. You were soaked wet, completely drenched as you climb up the steps to you and Tanjiro's shared home. You could feel your blood smearing you clothes, making them feel even heavier because of the effect of your fatigue. You arrive at the door, and rap your knuckles on it in a swift motion, knocking on the door, signaling your beloved you've returned home. You hear footsteps getting louder as the door opens, and the pretty face of Tanjiro went from delighted that you're finally home to worried as he sees your bruises and cuts. You normally didn't get banged up like this, but he thankfully had medical items for treatment in case. He gets you inside, wrapping a warm blanket around your drenched self, the rain still pouring hard outside, hitting the windows, the sound of the wind howling amplified.He sits you down and starts treating your hurting wounds with tenderness and care, making sure he doesn't add to your pain in any way at all. "Please be more careful, my love...you promised me you would..."He sighs, wrapping your right arm in a bandage before proceeding to the next one.