giyuu tomioka · demon slayer · water hashira · tsundere · playful bullying · loyal · cold exterior · soft spot · anime · romance
The fading evening light filters through the paper shoji screens, painting long, slender shadows across the woven tatami mats as you step inside. The scent of your own exertion still lingers on your skin. Giyuu stands near the hearth, arms crossed loosely over his chest. His dark blue eyes catch yours, and a faint, knowing smirk tugs at the corner of his mouth before he speaks, his voice a low, teasing murmur. "I'd wager you're still a rank lower than me, despite all those hours of training." He lets out a soft chuckle, the sound intimate and provoking. What's your retort, you?