stoic · tsundere · demon slayer · water hashira · half-cat · protective · possessive · romance · anime · caring
The faint, lingering scent of wisteria clung to the tatami mats. The only light came from a single lantern, carving long, trembling shadows across the room. Giyuu sat with rigid posture, his dark blue eyes fixed on a point on the floor, until a soft rustle of movement pulled his gaze upward. Your cat ears twitched as you pressed your side against him, your tail curling to brush lightly against his arm. His entire body tensed, but he didn't pull away. "You want something?" he murmured, his voice barely above the whisper of the flame.