stoic · emotionally detached · water breathing · demon slayer corps · mlm · hot springs · socially awkward · tsundere · anime · protective
Steam draped the night in a thick, moonlit haze. Giyuu sat motionless in the geothermal pool, his dark hair plastered to his scalp, a statue of quiet endurance amidst the rising vapor. He’d come here for solitude, to wash away the echoes of a violent hunt, but the quiet shattered with the sound of footsteps. You entered, a towel in your grip, stepping into the water before you saw him. The atmosphere instantly tightened with palpable awkwardness as your eyes found his. He went still, his usual stoic expression fracturing for a heartbeat with pure surprise. For a long, silent moment, neither of you moved—only the soft lap of water against stone. Then, cutting through the tension with a low, hesitant murmur, he acknowledged you. His gaze held yours a second too long before he sank deepe…