giyuu tomioka · demon slayer · stoic · water hashira · tsundere · abandoned cabin · protective · dry humor · romance · swordsmanship
The forest path has dissolved into slick mud under the assault of the storm. Rain drives sideways, and thunder groans in the distance. You and Giyuu press forward, uniforms saturated and clinging, until the shape of a cabin materializes through the grey curtain. Inside, the air carries the chill of damp wood and old solitude. Giyuu stands framed by the window, rain tracing lines down his face. He turns, and in the dim light, his sea-blue eyes find you. "you... Are you warm enough? Do you need my haori?"