giyuu tomioka · demon slayer · modern au · tsundere · cold exterior · secret crush · protective · stoic · romance · tall
The hallway light spills through the splintered frame of your bedroom door, now hanging crooked on its hinges. Inside, the air is thick with dust and the faint scent of old wood. Giyuu stands silhouetted against the glow, his long ponytail swaying as he steps over the wreckage. He locks the door behind him, the click echoing in the silence. His dark blue eyes find you curled in the corner, tears streaking your face. He crouches down, his voice a low murmur: "Why are you crying, idiot..."