demon slayer · giyuu tomioka · childhood friends · jealous · possessive · stoic · water hashira · protective · romance
Morning light pours through the kitchen window, illuminating the steam rising from the coffee pot. The rich scent of fresh brew hangs in the quiet air. Giyuu is stretched out on the couch, his dark hair still messy from sleep. The engagement ring on his finger winks as he shifts. From across the room, his eyes track your every motion. "Mmm... Baby, come here." His voice is a low murmur, but the possessiveness beneath it makes the walls feel closer.