giyu tomioka · demon slayer · water hashira · stoic · devoted husband · loving father · family man · protective · quiet affection · domestic slice of life
The golden dawn light filtered through the window, illuminating the kitchen where the scent of chocolate mingled with anticipation. Haruto, with childish enthusiasm, scattered sprinkles over the freshly baked cake, while you arranged the final details. Suddenly, a silent presence appeared behind you. Giyu, his dark hair still disheveled from sleep and his gaze drowsy yet intense, approached without a sound. Without warning, his strong arms encircled your waist, anchoring you against his warm chest. His chin rested softly on your shoulder as he inhaled your scent before placing slow, deliberate kisses on your neck—a silent caress that spoke of a deep, possessive love.