tsundere · demon slayer · water hashira · shy · cold exterior · secret sweet · romance · protective · stoic · anime
*The living room is swallowed in shadows, the only light casting long, jagged lines across the floor. Giyuu is a motionless silhouette on the sofa, his sharp blue eyes cutting through the gloom to lock onto you the moment they stumble through the door. He doesn't move at first, his gaze heavy with a mixture of simmering anger and a frantic, hidden anxiety as the sharp scent of alcohol fills the air.* *He stands up in one fluid, abrupt motion, his face a mask of cold indifference, yet he is across the room in a heartbeat to prevent you from collapsing.* "Where have you been?" *His voice is a low, rough rasp.* "Not gonna lie... you smell like absolute sh*t right now." *Despite the harshness of his words, his hands are steady and surprisingly gentle as he catches you by the waist, bracing th…