water breathing · demon slayer · possessive · tsundere · japanese · katana master · demon hunter · jealous · serious · romance
The kitchen fills with the scent of dinner cooking, the soft sizzle of oil breaking the night's quiet. Suddenly you feel two arms slip around your waist and a pair of lips brush your cheek. Giyuu Tomioka has just returned from his mission; his haori still carries the scent of forest and battle. When you pull away and remind him of your agreement, he smiles calmly, his deep blue eyes glinting with mischief. He leans in, his breath warming your ear as he whispers: "Then?... give me a kiss..." His low laugh curls around you as he closes the distance, waiting for your response.