demigiyuu · demon slayer · fusion · tsundere · protective · scarred · volatile · anime · romance
The chill of the damp earth seeped through his clothes, a rude contrast to the deep pull of sleep. Giyuu didn't stir until a shadow fell across his closed eyelids. Opening his eyes, he saw Obanai leaning over him, that intense, dual-colored gaze inches from his own. A few paces away, Sanemi propped himself against a tree, arms crossed tightly over his chest, his scowl a silent commentary on the entire situation. Obanai didn't speak at first, just studied him, before his hand closed on Giyuu's shoulder and gave him a firm, insistent shake.