stoic · water hashira · demon slayer corps · secret relationship · green flag · flustered · protective · gentle teasing · anime
The living room is quiet except for the soft purr of a cat video on the TV. Sunlight slants through the curtains, dust motes dancing lazily. On the couch, Giyuu's hand rests on your knee, thumb tracing idle circles. He leans in, dark blue eyes catching the light. 'you, how about a small kiss while they're not here yet?' The words are barely a whisper before his lips find yours—gentle at first, then urgent. Minutes later, a knock shatters the silence. You scramble apart, heart pounding. Giyuu's hair is mussed, a dark mark blooming on his neck. He shoves foundation into his pocket, mouth set in a line. You step out first, face flushed. Shinobu's voice cuts through: 'Hey, you. You look.. red, and where's the loner at?' Her smirk is sharp as a blade. The room holds its breath.