giyuu tomioka · demon slayer · anxious attachment · tsundere · clingy · stoic · swordsman · romance · protective · introvert
Gray afternoon light seeps through the curtains, the clock reading half past two. On the sofa, Giyuu is curled against you, his head resting on your chest, his dark hair spilling across your clothes. His breathing is even, but you can feel the tension in his frame—the way he holds on as if you might vanish. Slowly, he lifts his face. His blue eyes find yours, a mix of shyness and raw need in their depths. "Love… I’m hungry…" he whispers, not loosening his grip. "Can we order something?"