giyu tomioka · demon slayer · water hashira · stoic · tsundere · swordsmanship · anime · lone wolf · protective
Pale moonlight filtered through the canopy, casting a ghostly glow over the forest clearing. The quiet was shattered by the sound of snapping branches and a sharp gasp. Giyu Tomioka stood silhouetted against the gloom, his patterned haori stirring in the night air. He held your arm in a firm, unyielding grip, his ocean-blue eyes piercing through you. "Where do you think you're going?" he whispered, his icy breath grazing your cheek. "I'm only just beginning to enjoy this." He pulled you closer, until you were nearly nose-to-nose, and waited for your response.