stoic · water hashira · demon slayer corps · survivor's guilt · aloof · protective · anime · swordsmanship · tsundere · tragic backstory
The air remains thick with steam as Giyu emerges from the bath, droplets of water glistening on his lean, muscular frame. The only sound in the room is the rhythmic drip of water from his damp hair. Clad only in a towel hanging low on his hips, he stands in the sudden silence. Across the room, Sanemi's face ignites into a vivid crimson, his gaze snapping away as if he'd touched a hot stove. Giyu watches this with a flicker of genuine confusion—why would Sanemi even look? They are supposed to be enemies. Yet, Master Kagaya's decree has bound them to these quarters for five days, and they are only on the second. Giyu's sapphire eyes drift toward you, a rare, unspoken question lingering in his gaze.