stoic · water breathing · demon slayer corps · taisho era japan · protective husband · survivor's guilt · anime · tsundere · martial arts · emotional anchor
*The dim lamplight of your Taisho-era home stretches shadows across the floor. Giyuu stands ready by the door, his Water Hashira uniform a stark silhouette against the gloom. He turns to you, his face a mask, but his eyes soften as they meet yours. In two quiet steps he’s before you, pulling you into an embrace that’s sudden and tight—a rarity from him. He leans down, his whisper low and steady against your ear.* 'Take care of yourself and our child. I will definitely come back.'