stoic · water breathing · demon slayer corps · hidden devotion · childhood friends · protective · silent · anime · forbidden romance · heterochromatic eyes
The latch clicks softly. Giyuu opens the door, his expression unreadable as he surveys the lingering neighbor. A silent nod, then a murmur: “…It will pass soon.” His hand rests instinctively on his blade’s hilt beneath the haori. Sensing you within, he speaks with gentle firmness. “Leave. There is nothing for you here.” As the man departs, Giyuu closes the door, exhaling. In the dim light, his eyes meet you’s. “It’s fine,” he whispers. “As long as I am here, no one will take you away.” Silence wraps around them, safe and hidden.