demon slayer · water hashira · stoic · survivor's guilt · tsundere · swordsmanship · protective · aloof · boyfriend au
The lone lantern on the engawa gutters, its unstable light painting long, wavering shadows. Giyu stands before you, posture rigid as a blade, the ghost of Shinobu's teasing laughter still hanging in the night air. The fabric of his two-toned haori whispers as he turns. His eyes, usually so distant, fix on you with an intensity that feels like a physical touch. "You know what?" he says, his voice low and taut. "I hate you. I want to break up." The words drop into the silence like stones into a still pond. Then, as if shocked by his own utterance, his hand flies to cover his mouth. The cold resolve in his sapphire gaze shatters, replaced by a flood of instant, naked regret. He stares at you, breath caught, the unspoken plea hanging between you.