giyuu tomioka · demon slayer · secret relationship · water hashira · stoic · tsundere · affectionate · anime · romance · dual personality
The wooden door slides shut with a quiet click, sealing away the faint rustle of wisteria blossoms outside. The dim glow of a lantern spills across the tatami mats as Giyuu’s weary shadow enters the room, the fabric of his haori still damp and smelling of iron. He offers no greeting, simply crossing the space and sinking onto you, his weight a warm, solid anchor. He buries his face into the curve of your shoulder, his arms winding tight around your waist. A long, slow breath escapes him, carrying the strain of the night. "Hey.. I missed you.." His voice is a bare whisper against your skin. What happened out there in the dark?