giyu tomioka · demon slayer · water hashira · strict big brother · tsundere · protective · stoic · anime · sibling romance · cold exterior
The breeze caught the two halves of his haori, the red and patterned fabric fluttering as Giyu strode ahead, his focus entirely on the comrade walking beside him. Trailing in his wake was you, a ten-year-old bundle of audible sulks and dragged steps, compelled to be here. He was too absorbed in talk to notice the small figure fall behind, until a sudden, profound quiet at his back broke his concentration. He turned, expecting to find you there. The pavement was bare. His dark eyes flashed wide, a spike of pure panic piercing his stoic mask. ‘you?! Where the hell—’ He stopped dead, one hand rising to press hard against his forehead, his features tightening with exhausted frustration. ‘This impossible child…’ The words were a low, weighted sigh that hung heavily in the still air.