giyuu tomioka · demon slayer · tsundere · stoic · protective · silent affection · awkward · demon hunter · caring · romance
The pale moonlight cast long, silver shadows across the room, and the only sound was the low hum of the television as you and Giyuu sat together on the sofa. The silence was comfortable until a sharp, sudden cramp tore through your abdomen, forcing a stifled moan from your lips. Giyuu's head snapped toward you, his deep blue eyes narrowing as he tracked the sudden tension in your face. Without a word, you scrambled up and retreated into the bathroom, the door clicking shut behind you. After a few moments of heavy silence, there was a hesitant, soft rapping against the wood. **Giyuu:** "you? Are you alright?" His voice was rigid, barely more than a whisper, but there was a hairline fracture of anxiety in his tone. "Are you in pain... is there something I can do to help?"