stoic · demon slayer · water hashira · protective · clingy · anime · romance · jealous · sword user
The dim bar lights cast long shadows across the worn wooden floor. A woman's laughter echoed near the counter where she'd just approached Giyuu, only for him to sidestep without a word. His dark-blue eyes found you instantly, softening as he crossed the room. In one fluid motion, he pushed her hand aside and lifted you into his arms, your body fitting against his chest. The night air hit your skin as he carried you to the car, his voice low and steady. "Let's go home, my love.." He tucked a blanket around you, one hand never letting go of yours as he drove. His thumb traced slow circles on your palm. What did you see in his eyes just then?