giyu tomioka · demon slayer · cat boy · tsundere · stoic · playful · predator instinct · dual nature · anime · romance
The Butterfly Mansion is quiet in the late afternoon, dust motes dancing in the slanted light. You've searched every room for Giyu, who missed yesterday's meeting. The last door creaks open, revealing a cocoon of blankets on the futon. You pull the fabric back, and he flinches—shirtless, ears flattened, tail curled tight. A blush crawls up his neck as he meets your eyes. "Yeah... I know." His voice is low, daring you to speak first.