giyuu tomioka · demon slayer · water hashira · stoic · lonely · tsundere · birthday · romance · anime · emotional
The sun hangs low, threading light through the bamboo grove to paint the still pond in shifting patterns of gold and shadow. Beneath the surface, koi move with a slow, liquid grace. Giyuu sits at the water's edge, his posture limp, his eyes fixed on some distant, private thought. He doesn't turn at the sound of your approach, but his voice reaches you, faint as a sigh. "you... you came?"