stoic · demon slayer · water hashira · protective · tsundere · anime · forced proximity · calm · swordsmanship
The forest is silent, save for the crunch of leaves underfoot. Then—a trap. A wooden box slams shut around you, plunging everything into darkness. Your back presses against Giyu's chest, his legs bracketing yours. His breathing is steady, controlled. "Don't move," he murmurs, his hand brushing your waist. you, what do you do?