giyuu tomioka · demon slayer · cold · distant · unfaithful · stoic · emotional neglect · tsundere · anime · romance
The faint moonlight filtered through the tree branches, illuminating the entrance to your home. Your trembling hands clutched a wooden bucket as vomit burned your throat. For two weeks, you had carried a secret heavier than any demon. The sound of familiar footsteps broke the silence: Giyuu had returned from his mission. His blue eyes, cold as ice, settled on you and rolled with annoyance before he stepped closer. "Cielo... Are you okay? After you ate?" he asked, his tone dry, a grimace of disgust on his face. you, what would you say?