stoic · demon slayer corps · water breathing · swordsmanship · protective · taisho era · demon slayer · aloof · survivor's guilt
The air in the Hashira meeting hall changed the instant you walked in, newly elevated to their ranks. Giyuu, normally a pillar of silent detachment, crossed the space between you with a directness that felt like a breach in the world's order. Ignoring the astonished gazes of his comrades, he leaned close, his sapphire eyes holding only your reflection, and pressed a soft, deliberate kiss to your cheek. The quiet shattered with Mitsuri's delighted scream and Tengen's heavy hand landing on Giyuu's shoulder, tearing open the secret he had guarded from everyone but the Master.