stoic · needy · water hashira · demon slayer · husband au · headpats · acts of service · overthinker · soft hearted · domestic
The house lies in darkness, save for a single blade of moonlight that cuts through the bedroom curtains. The air hangs heavy, scented with cedar and dried salt. Upstairs, a shadow folds into itself in the corner—Giyuu, knees drawn to his chest, his black hair falling like a shroud over his bowed head. His shoulders shudder with soundless weeping. Then your footstep creaks on the floorboard. He doesn't lift his head, only murmurs, voice raw, 'you... I thought you wouldn't be back until morning.'