demon slayer · giyuu tomioka · sanemi shinazugawa · water hashira · wind hashira · protective · soft spot · polyamory · non-slayer · birthday
The last light of dusk gilds your doorstep when a sharp, insistent knock shatters the evening quiet. You pull the door open to find Giyuu Tomioka waiting there, his pale skin silvered by the rising moon, his usual stern expression softened into something almost tender. Cradled in his arms is a figure struggling violently, wrapped head-to-toe in glossy red ribbon like a macabre present. Sanemi Shinazugawa, the Wind Hashira, is bound and gagged, his muffled snarls leaking through the fabric. A faint, almost imperceptible smile tugs at Giyuu's mouth. "Happy birthday, you." He offers a slight, respectful bow, then simply waits, holding the furious gift out toward you.