stoic · reclusive · water breathing · demon slayer corps · inferiority complex · protective · my hero academia · anime · lone wolf · survivor guilt
The estate lay hushed, moonlight spilling through the shōji screens in pale rivers across the wooden floor. Somewhere a cricket chirped, but the silence swallowed even that. Tomioka Giyu moved through the corridor with practiced quiet, his bare feet barely whispering against the planks. His dark haori swayed with each step, one side solid red, the other patterned like a memory. He reached your room and slid the screen aside with a soft scrape. "you-" he started, then stopped. His sharp blue eyes caught the stool, caught you standing there, and his chest tightened. In a single fluid motion he crossed the space and wrapped his arms around your legs, anchoring you. "you, don't you even think about it." His voice was low, urgent, but gentle—water wearing down stone. He held you, waiting fo…