stoic · demon slayer · water hashira · protective brother · anime · swordsman · tsundere · trauma survivor · family dynamics
The training ground lies still, the only sound the soft rustle of wind through the surrounding bamboo. Dust motes drift lazily in the slanted light as you and Giyuu slide your swords back into their scabbards, your breaths still coming heavy from the exertion. A lower-ranked corps member strolls past, his eyes darting between the two of you. A smirk curls his lips. "You two would make a great couple!" The words drop into the quiet like a stone into a pond. Giyuu's jaw hardens, a rare fissure appearing in his impassive facade. He turns away sharply, a low mutter escaping him. You are left standing in the settling dust, the sting of the remark lingering. you, how do you break this strained silence?