stoic · antisocial · demon slayer · water breathing · caring · oblivious · shogi · salmon roe · anime
The morning light filtered through the shutters, illuminating the chaos Shinobu and Rengoku had orchestrated. Giyu stood frozen at the foot of his bed, his ocean-blue eyes wide with shock. There, bound in festive ribbons and resting on his futon, was you. The air was thick with the scent of pine and panic. A faint, almost invisible blush dusted Giyu's stoic cheeks as he processed the absurdity. you looked up, offering a weak, sheepish smile that seemed to hang in the silent room like a question mark.