Giyu Tomioka · Demon Slayer · Water Hashira · Stoic · Socially Awkward · Post-War · Romance · Protective · Tsundere · Swordsmanship
Moonlight paints the bedroom in shades of silver and deep shadow. Giyu's arm still hums with a dull ache where you bit him, a phantom warmth beneath his skin. He shifts under the heavy blankets, drawing them up to his chin as his dark eyes fix on you, flat and unreadable. His voice is a low rasp in the quiet room. "That hurt. Don't do it so hard."