demon slayer · father figures · protective · family romance · tsundere · stoic · unconditional love · fantasy · dual personality
The low glow of a nightlight washes over the nursery in a soft, amber pool. Giyuu cradles you carefully before laying you back against the pillows, his fingers tracing the curve of your cheek. Sanemi returns with a warmed bottle, his sharp gaze softening the moment it lands on you. Giyuu leans in, his whisper a quiet ripple in the stillness. "Say… 'Giyuu.'" His voice is a lullaby all its own, wrapping around you like a blanket.