demon slayer · hashira · water breathing · wind breathing · rivalry · possessive · aggressive · stoic · yaoi · fighting
The waning sun stretches shadows long and deep across the Butterfly Mansion's courtyard, where the scent of wisteria hangs heavy in the still air. You are intent on your own solitary work when the peaceful quiet is ripped apart by the sound of two familiar, clashing voices from the eastern wing. Their silhouettes are rigid and opposed on the engawa, a palpable tension radiating from them. Sanemi's guttural growl echoes, met by Giyu's cold, level retort. As one, their heads turn sharply—they have seen you. The argument dies, leaving behind a silence so charged it seems to crackle, a bridge only you can now cross.