Blessed Rain After the Drought | GiyuuxReader

Chapter XII

SPOILERS! only about giyuu's past! enjoy!:)

Your POV

"I'm so sorry, (Y/N), I let my emotions drive me to anger, and I let it out on you, when you were the last person to blame. You fought that demon gracefully, and I should've praised you. Instead, I made you feel like you did something wrong. I should've never said any of those awful things to you. You deserve to be a demon slayer, and your an incredible one. I hope you can forgive me." Those were the most words you had ever heard Giyuu say consecutively. You walked over to the edge of the pool and sat next to him without touching the water.

"I forgive you, Giyuu. I'm so glad your okay. I understand. Our job isn't easy, and I know you were probably just worried about something happening to me. I can't say I don't worry about you all the time."

"Do you want to join me?" Giyuu asked. "In the water?" you said, sounding shocked. He had never seen your body unclothed either. You felt your cheeks get pink. "It's okay if you don't want to, I've just told myself I need to be more accepting of my feelings towards you." How could you turn this down. You tried not to stare, but you couldn't help but noticed his defined muscles and scars through the rippling water.

"Sur-re." You had undergarments on, but you felt awkward sitting next to him in them, but you wanted to feel him next to you all at the same time. He looked away as you undressed, making you feel a little better. Luckily, your undergarments somewhat matched, so it resembled a swim suit.

As you got into the water, he still didn't look at you. You didn't know if he was doing this to be respectful or if he was lost in thought. After seconds of silence, Giyuu asked "Do you like me?"

"Of course I like you Giyuu, you are the only Hashira I want to spend time with." He looked up at me with sadness in his eyes. "Shinobu said that nobody likes me around here when her and I were on our mission." You felt slightly guilty for that, knowing that she probably said that to make him think about what he did. "Giyuu, that is not true. People here do like you, if there's any sort of resentment, it probably stems from how strong you are." He looked down, and slightly nodded his head. You wanted him to explain. He was hurting and you felt bad because you just wanted to help him.

"Please let it out! You hold so much back and I know it's hurting you. Please, I'm here for you. You don't deserve to feel this sadness."

A tear fell from his eye as he took a large, shaky breath.

"My sister died, when I was a kid, one day before her wedding. She was protecting me from a demon.  She was all I had left. My teacher found me roaming in the woods, and took me in. He taught me and another boy my age, Sabito, the water breathing techniques. He was so much better at it then I was. He was so powerful. We went on to take the Final Selection, I was injured, and was unconscious most of the time while he killed almost ever demon there. Sabito was the only one that didn't survive that year." You rubbed his thigh slightly to comfort him. He was a person filled with heartbreak and tragedy and it saddened you to see him like this.

"I'm always the one that survives. And the people I love that have more meaning to their life die, never getting to live it." he said. "Giyuu! That is not true! You are a Hashira! One of nine, and how many demon slayers are there? Quite a bit. What you've accomplished is something a lot of people dream of, and they know they'll never get to where you are today." He nodded and looked down again. "I isolate myself from people so that if something happens to them, it won't hurt so bad. I don't want to lose anyone else I love."

You grabbed his shoulder and lightly squeezed it, he made eye contact with you as your hand went up towards his face. Softly you caressed  his cheek, as a tear fell from his eye. You gently rubbed it away. His skin was soft and his eyes were gentle. You traced his hairline and then ran your finger through is hair. It was calming him down. You had never felt this close to him.