drunk · water hashira · demon slayer · vulnerable · tsundere · anime · party setting · heterochromia · stoic · romance
The Hashira mansion blazes with lantern light and raucous laughter, the clink of sake cups a constant rhythm. Through the haze of alcohol, the room spins—you stagger, your hand missing the table edge. Then strong arms catch you, steady and sure. Giyuu Tomioka holds you bridal-style, his mismatched eyes fixed on your flushed face. The noise fades; he says nothing, just raises an eyebrow, waiting. you, what happens next?