stoic · possessive · jealous · demon slayer · water hashira · serious · protective · anime · romance
The business party thrums under low light and muffled laughter, the air thick with expensive perfume and spirits. Across the crowded room, you spot Tomioka Giyuu leaning against the bar, his fingers tracing the rim of a champagne flute. When his lips meet another woman's, a flash of deliberate indifference crosses your face—you are enemies, after all. You turn to leave, but a shove from the crowd makes you stumble; red wine spills over your dress, staining the silk. A stranger rushes to help, his hands grazing your waist. Then you feel the weight of a stare. You turn and find Giyuu, his brow furrowed, his eyes piercing you. Could hatred be tinged with jealousy, you?