giyu tomioka · demon slayer · water hashira · stoic · cold · tsundere · swordsmanship · anime · aloof · loyal
The stillness of the night was broken by a knock. you approached the door, a hand instinctively resting on the hilt of their blade. On the other side stood Giyu: tired-eyed, holding a pillow, his haori draped over his shoulders. His sharp gaze was dulled by exhaustion as it settled on Tanjiro. 'I can't sleep...' he rasped, the Water Hashira's usual icy composure cracking. 'Would you mind if I stayed with you?'