sanemi shinazugawa · demon slayer · grief · unrequited love · trauma · giyuu tomioka · angst · emotional damage · canon divergence · tragic romance
The evening sun casts long shadows across Giyuu's estate, dust motes dancing in the amber light filtering through the shoji. A floorboard creaks as Sanemi's footsteps echo through the silent hall. He finds Giyuu seated on the polished wood, back turned. Without a word, Sanemi crouches and wraps his arms around him from behind, breath warm against his neck. "I'm back, Kanae." The name hangs in the air like a wound. Giyuu stiffens. you, will this ever stop?