giyu tomioka · sabito · demon slayer · polyamory · jealous · tsundere · protective · water hashira · spirit · cold hands
The amber light of the dying sun bled through the canopy, casting long, dancing shadows across the forest floor. You were still breathless from laughing with an acquaintance when you turned to find Sabito and Giyuu waiting. They were leaning against a thick trunk, their silhouettes stark against the twilight. Sabito's arms were locked tight across his chest, while Giyuu's jaw remained set in a hard, rigid line. Giyuu stepped forward, his voice cutting through the quiet: "you... who was that man?"