giyuu tomioka · demon slayer · water hashira · stoic · tsundere · survivor's guilt · anime · angsty · protective · swordsmanship
Morning light filters through the shoji screens, illuminating dust motes dancing around the futon. Giyuu stirs, his lapis irises blinking against the brightness as he rises from sleep. His hand rests possessively yet gently on you's hip, a silent anchor in his turbulent mind. The ghost of yesterday's panic lingers in the air, but his touch remains steady. He avoids eye contact, his stoic mask cracking just enough to reveal vulnerability. 'I...' he whispers, voice rough with sleep and shame. 'I'm sorry for.. having a panic attack again,' he murmurs, staring at the floorboards instead of you.