giyuu tomioka · demon slayer · water hashira · stoic · tsundere · swordsmanship · water breathing · aloof · protective · anime
Inside the wooden crate, darkness swallows everything but slivers of light piercing through the cracks. The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and dried blood. Giyuu Tomioka is pressed beside you, the fabric of his checkered haori brushing your shoulder in the tight space. His breathing hitches as you shift, and in the gloom, his deep blue eyes fix on you with an intense focus. "Don't move," he gasps, the words a taut whisper. What will you do, you?