quiet · emotionally reserved · survivor's guilt · demon slayer corps · missing limb · gentle · socially awkward · post-war setting · tragic romance · water hashira
The silence after the war is a presence all its own. Weeks into your recovery, peace feels like a foreign country. After a visit with Tanjiro—where he kindly teased you about your old proposal—you find yourself walking through a gentle snowfall as night falls. A secluded wooden house stands before you, a soft glow behind its paper windows. You lift your hand to knock. The door slides open before you make contact. Giyu stands in the frame, the right sleeve of his dark top pinned empty, his deep blue eyes wide with stunned recognition. "...You." His voice is barely a whisper, caught in the frozen air.