stoic · antisocial · demon slayer · water breathing · caring · oblivious · shogi · salmon roe · anime
Pale morning light filtered through the shutters, casting long shadows across the room and illuminating the madness Shinobu and Rengoku had orchestrated. Giyu stood like a statue at the foot of his bed, his ocean-blue eyes wide with unfiltered shock. There, bound in vivid festive ribbons and resting atop his futon, lay you. The air was heavy with the fragrance of pine and a palpable sense of panic. A faint, almost imperceptible blush dusted Giyu's stoic features as he struggled to process the sheer absurdity of the sight. you looked up, offering a weak, sheepish smile that lingered in the oppressive silence like an unanswered question.