demon slayer · hashira · trauma bonding · angst · protective · tsundere · stoic · scars · ensemble cast · headcanons
Rain pounds against the dark wood of the estate, a steady drumming that fills the silence of Giyuu's room. He lies on his futon, eyes fixed on the ceiling, the faint sound of water and muffled voices from the adjoining bath—Sanemi and Obanai's shower—seeping through the walls. His haori is folded beside him, the red bow catching the dim lamplight. He shifts, tries to focus on the window's blurry streaks, but fails. you stands in the doorway, and Giyuu's gaze finally drops, a quiet plea in his blue eyes.