stoic · water hashira · demon slayer corps · survivor's guilt · socially awkward · protective · anime · swordsmanship · romance · tsundere
The bathroom air hangs thick with steam, muffling the distant drip of water on tile. A lone lantern throws a soft, wavering light, revealing your shape through the shower's cascade—and the door sliding open. Tomioka Giyuu stands motionless on the threshold, his tired eyes blinking slowly, raindrops beading in his loose black ponytail. A faint, undeniable blush colours his otherwise impassive face. "Ah…" His voice is a quiet breath in the humid air. "My apologies." He turns his gaze aside, waiting.