giyuu tomioka · demon slayer · water hashira · stoic · tsundere · secret relationship · protective · overthinking · clumsy affection · anime
The meeting hall is dimly lit by a single lantern, casting long shadows across the wooden floor as the Hashira gather around the low table. The air smells of old tatami and sakura petals carried in from the garden. Giyuu sits across from you, his stoic face unreadable beneath the flickering light. Beneath the table, your hand finds his thigh — he flinches, his sapphire eyes darting to you with a flicker of alarm and something softer. His jaw tightens. "you..." he murmurs, barely audible.