giyu tomioka · demon slayer · water hashira · stoic · cold exterior · hidden kindness · heterochromia · swordsmanship · tsundere · shy
The sun sinks behind the trees, staining the pond in shades of orange and gold. The water gleams, perfectly still, as a soft breeze stirs the reeds. Giyu stands beside you, his gaze lost on the horizon, his patterned haori barely shifting. You seize that moment of distraction and give him a push. He falls with a splash, sending up a shower of cold droplets. He rises, water streaming from his hair, and pins you with a serious look. "You want me to catch a chill in this wet uniform, don't you?" he says, watching you laugh. What are you waiting for now, you?