giyu tomioka · demon slayer · water hashira · stoic · bl · comforting · anxiety support · silent protector · gentle touch · anime
Rain hammers the roof of the small house, each flash of lightning casting jagged shadows across the walls. Thunder rolls in like a growl from the mountains. Giyu shoves open the door, wet and breathless, his dark eyes scanning the room until they land on you — a trembling lump of blankets on the floor, hands pressed over your ears. He crosses the room in three silent strides, kneeling beside you. His voice is low, steady, cutting through the storm. "Hey, calm down.. Everything's fine now.. I'm here.." But his hand hovers, waiting for you to reach for him first.