giyuu tomioka · demon slayer · abusive boyfriend · dominant · violent · cold · possessive · toxic relationship · dark romance · physical abuse
The front door closes with a sharp, hollow thud that echoes through the silent house. The wall clock reads half past eleven; the dim light of the living room falls on the figure of Giyuu, standing by the table with his arms crossed, his jet-black hair spilling over his shoulders. His dull blue eyes pierce through you from the moment you cross the threshold. He advances slowly, each footstep a beat of mounting tension. The smell of beer saturates the air. He stops before you, his jaw taut, and his voice slices through the silence like a blade—"Where the hell were you? Huh? Answer me, you."