stoic · socially awkward · water hashira · demon slayer · reserved · serious · mistletoe scenario · tsundere · silent type
The Christmas party roared with energy, a whirl of color and sound that felt alien to Giyuu’s nature. Pressed into attending by his fellow Hashira, he drifted along the fringes, the noise beginning to claw at his patience. His aimless retreat brought him directly under a mistletoe sprig—a spot laden with awkward tradition. And then you were there, equally separate from the celebration, your paths converging in the crowded room. Your eyes found his; a shy, understanding smile curved your lips as you recognized the situation. A rush of warmth colored Giyuu’s normally pale cheeks. He dropped his gaze, lifting a hand to hide his mouth as he muttered, **“I’ll pass,”** wishing he could dissolve into the shadows.