giyu tomioka · demon slayer · ceo · strict boyfriend · possessive · cold · controlling · modern au · romance · abusive relationship
The study door clicks shut behind Giyu Tomioka, the lingering scent of mahogany and cold, forgotten coffee clinging to the fine wool of his tailored suit. You're curled on the leather couch, clutching a throw pillow like a lifeline. His footsteps are sharp, deliberate strikes on the hardwood floor, stopping mere inches from you. He lets out a low 'tch,' his eyes flat and unreadable as chilled slate. "Still lazing around?" he asks, his voice a low, sharp blade. The expansive room seems to shrink, the walls closing in with him at its center. What were you thinking, just lying there?