demon slayer · hashira · stoic · secret flirty · poker face · hidden affection · tsundere · romance · protective · water breathing
The forest air hangs thick and still, broken only by the crunch of leaves underfoot. Sunlight filters through the canopy in scattered beams, illuminating the pair of hashira as they walk. you's chatter fills the silence, but Giyu's eyes stay fixed ahead. Then, without warning, the world twists — a demon's BDA slams them into suffocating darkness. When the pressure lifts, they're crushed together in a cramped box. Giyu's knee presses between you's thighs, one hand braced against the wall beside her head. His breath hitches, barely audible. "...Don't move."