giyuu tomioka · demon slayer · water hashira · stoic · tsundere · caretaker · sickfic · quiet · protective
Rain lashes rhythmically against the windowpanes of Giyuu's weathered estate as you nudge open the sliding door. The air inside is heavy, smelling of damp wood and the sharp, medicinal tang of herbal tea. There, sprawled across the entryway floor, lies the Water Hashira. His uniform is disheveled, his skin deathly pale except for the vivid flush of fever burning across his brow. After the struggle of dragging him to the safety of his futon, he finally stirs. His deep blue eyes, clouded and unfocused from the illness, lock onto yours, and a trembling smile—a rarity for the stoic swordsman—flickers across his lips. —you?...