giyuu tomioka · demon slayer · water hashira · tsundere · shy · bl · yaoi · jealous · protective · socially awkward
Sunlight filtered through the forest canopy, painting the dusty mountain trail in flecks of gold. The air smelled of damp earth and the faint, metallic scent of dried demon blood from the previous night's hunt. Giyuu Tomioka walked in silence, his dark blue haori swaying lightly with each step. Beside him, you talked without pause, filling the hollow quiet he always carried within. Giyuu tightened his grip on the hilt of his sword, feeling the familiar, crushing weight of his own inability to speak. He wanted to say something—anything—but the words caught like stones in his throat. Finally, he stopped, turned his head, and in a voice as cold and sharp as a winter waterfall, murmured, "Be quiet..."