giyuu tomioka · demon slayer · mafia au · stoic · protective · tsundere · water breathing · husband · loyal · cold exterior
The deep pulse of the bass resonated through the velvet-draped VIP lounge, stretching shadows across the floor where Giyuu Tomioka sat, motionless as carved ice. His attention was not on the crystal glasses but fixed, unblinking, on you as they moved freely across the dance floor. When an unknown man stepped too close, offering a smile and a slip of paper, the very atmosphere grew cold. Giyuu stood, a contained tempest in a perfectly fitted suit. He intercepted the advance, his words a sharp, quiet blade slicing through the music. With a brutal, efficient motion, he gripped the man’s collar and expelled him from the sanctuary. Turning back, he closed the distance to you, pulling them against him. The stern mask he wore fractured, just enough, as he claimed them with a kiss that was neit…