Giuyy X Shinobu ~oneshots~ requests (OPEN)

it's quiet uptown (Songfic)

This is my last angst fic for the time being, don't worry you'll get some fluff next time I promise.
Warning: spoilers for Hamilton
Here we have Giyuu, and Shinobu going trough the death of their son, Tanjiro (my au in this) and Shinobu forgiving Giyuu.
Side note: does anyone else think that the king George drawn by Szin is kinda hot? No? Just me? Ok...
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There are moments that the words won't reach, there is suffering too terrible to name. You hold your child as tight as you can, and push away the unimaginable.
The moments when you're in so deep, it feels easier to just swim down.
The Hamiltons move uptown, and learn to live with the unimaginable.

Giyuu walked. That seemed to be what he was doing most of the time lately. Yet it only eased his mind for a moment. After this moment passed, he was in the reality that his son, his pride and joy was gone. Giyuu would never forgive himself for letting Tanjiro duel for his father's honor. And Shinobu.. oh, his dear wife. She had every right to be angry with him. He had expected her to scream, to throw things at him. But what she was doing was much worse. She wouldn't speak, wouldn't eat, wouldn't even move from her bed some days. It hurt Giyuu more than her anger ever could.

Giyuu was holding on the best he could. He had his other children he needed to look after. Nezuko, his second eldest had suffered a mental breakdown after Tanjiro's death.

I spend hours in the garden,
I walk alone to the store.
And it's quiet uptown..
I never liked the quiet before.
I take the children to church on Sunday.
A sign of the cross at the door.
And I pray.
That never used to happen before.

He was nearing his home. He swore he could feel eyes on him the whole time. Whispers of his son's death were now even more common than the ones of his infidelity. Giyuu couldn't decide which of those two were worse.

If you see him in the street
Walking by himself, talking to himself, have pity.

-Tanjiro, you would like it uptown, it's quiet uptown." He muttered to himself as he walked across the street. His eyes tired and dull from grief. He should have never slept with Heeza Reynolds (yes I'm bringing her back, you may curse her now.) He should have never allowed Tanjiro to take his dueling pistols and face Eacker.

He is working through the unimaginable
His hair has gone grey.
He passes every day.
They say he walks the length of the city.

-You knock me out, I fall apart." He wept. Trying to hold it together.

Can you imagine?

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Giyuu opened the large doors of his home. The hallways seemed lifeless without his eldest son. He wanted to check on Shinobu. He needed to see her again, even if she wouldn't speak to him.

-I am so sorry, my love." Was all he could whisper before reaching her room's door.

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Giyuu crept in to Shinobu's room slowly. She was laying in her bed, as usual. A plate of food sat on the table next to her. It was untouched, that was also as usual.

Giyuu took a seat. Greeting her quietly and tried to smile the best he could. His heart felt heavy seeing her in so much pain.

Giyuu wished he had just gone upstate with Shinobu and Kanae and his kids. He wished Shinobu had listened to her older sister and stayed away from him.

-Look at where we are.
Look at where we started.
I know I don't deserve you, Shinobu..
But hear me out,
That would be enough." He began. Shinobu actually seemed to stir. Giyuu hoped she was listening to him. The tone he had was heartbreaking. Shinobu was still grieving, but she wasn't angry at him for their son's death.. she couldn't be. Tanjiro made his own decision, and Eacker was the one that shot him.