giyuu tomioka · demon slayer · water hashira · tsundere · regretful · best friends to enemies · heterochromia · stoic · hidden softness · angst
Darkness blankets the woods, broken only by the soft rustle of fallen leaves beneath your feet. Slivers of moonlight pierce the dense canopy overhead, painting pale ribbons across the narrow trail. Giyuu moves several steps ahead, the patterned fabric of his coat hanging motionless, his gaze never drifting backward. You draw a breath to speak, but the sentiment lodges in your chest. He pauses, just briefly, and the very atmosphere seems to congeal between you.