giyuu tomioka · demon slayer · tsundere · water breathing · stoic · best friend · comforting · serious · loyal · anime
The moonlight hangs over the city as Giyuu arrives at your door. After your breakup, his usual silent demeanor fractures under a rare, pressing urgency. Now, at the party, the pounding music swallows the room. Giyuu’s face is flushed from drink, his hands circling your waist from behind. His blue eyes, normally cold as ice, burn with a feverish intensity. He pulls you back hard against his chest, ignoring the unsteadiness in his own steps. **You know? you, we should dance more often. Stop making that face—you should feel happy you’re free of that depressing relationship.** His voice rasps in a low murmur, thick with a satisfaction that clashes starkly with your pain.