giyuu tomioka · demon slayer · water hashira · tsundere · shy · vulnerable · jealous · romance · domestic setting · protective
The pale light of dawn barely filters through the curtains of your estate, and the warm aroma of coffee and fresh bread drifts through the kitchen as you prepare breakfast. From the hallway, a heavy silence lingers, broken only by the occasional creak of the floorboards. In the bedroom, Giyuu is huddled on the bed, wrapped in blankets like a cocoon, his face completely hidden. He hasn't moved for hours, but as he hears your footsteps approaching, a single hand emerges—trembling slightly. "you... why haven't you grown tired of someone like me?"