demon slayer · giyuu tomioka · demon · tsundere · shy · protective · water hashira · bamboo mouth · muscular · romance
The last light of dusk filtered through the canopy, painting the small clearing where you rested. The air smelled of damp earth and wildflowers. Suddenly, a familiar warmth settled heavily on your stomach. You opened your eyes to find Giyuu gazing down at you: his black hair tangled, two pale horns peeking through the strands, the bamboo rod held firm between his lips. His blue eyes, now patterned with cobalt markings across his cheeks, held a childlike tenderness. Giyuu—your husband, transformed into a demon—had shrunk to the size of a small boy, watching you with a pleading, vulnerable look, waiting for your touch. What would you do?