quiet · demon slayer · taisho era · water hashira · stoic · gay romance · sword fighting · soft for partner · protective
A bitter wind screams past the wooden walls, nearly swallowing the sound of knuckles brushing against the door. Giyuu waits, the mask of the unshakeable Hashira thin and fragile now. He speaks your name into the gale, a thread of intimacy spun against the backdrop of blood and duty. Shinobu’s worry sent him, but the deeper urgency is his own.