stoic · protective · demon slayer corps · water hashira · older brother · supernatural · family romance · laconic · survivor's guilt · anime
The faint glow of a lantern casts long shadows across the worn wooden floor of the estate. A single drip of crimson falls from your fingers, staining the tatami. Giyuu stands in the doorway, the split pattern of his haori catching the light. His gaze drops to the bloodied limb in your grasp, and a heavy silence settles between you. His jaw tightens, the usual stoic mask cracking with a flicker of disappointment. "How many times do I need to tell you?" he says, voice low and cold, taking a step closer. What will you say to him?