Shinobu and Giyu swayed gently to the rhythm of the song "In My Mind" by Lavern. Their movements slow and intimate, as if the world outside their embrace didn't exist. Shinobu's arms wrapped around Giyu's neck, her fingers tracing lazy, delicate circles against his skin. She could see both couples lost in each other—Obanai and Mitsuri, Sanemi and Kanae—wrapped up in passionate embraces that made her want the same, deep down. She felt a flicker of longing, though she knew Giyu was never one for public displays of affection. He was a man of few words and subtle touches, but behind closed doors, he could set her heart racing in ways no one else could.
Giyu's hands rested securely on her waist, his grip firm yet gentle as he held her close, the warmth of his body radiating into hers. She leaned her chin on his shoulder, watching her friends from the corner of her eye as they kissed and danced with a hunger that was impossible to ignore. A soft smile tugged at her lips, though it was bittersweet.
"I'm glad they're trying," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the music. Her fingers brushed gently against the back of Giyu's neck, her touch light and intimate.
Giyu turned his head slightly, his breath warm against her skin as he pressed soft kisses to the curve of her neck. "Yeah," he murmured, his lips grazing her in a way that sent a shiver through her body. "They needed this."
Shinobu sighed, melting into him. "It's been hard, watching them drift apart. Seeing Mitsuri so heartbroken..." Her voice trailed off, a quiet sadness laced in her words.
"I know," Giyu said softly, his lips continuing their slow, tender exploration of her neck, each kiss filled with quiet reassurance. His presence was always calming, grounding her in moments like this. "But they've figured it out."
She closed her eyes, leaning into the steady rhythm of their bodies moving together. Giyu's heartbeat, strong and steady, matched hers as they swayed, wrapped in their own little world. "You always know what to say, even if it's not much," she teased lightly, though there was no edge to her voice tonight. Only warmth.
Giyu lifted his head, his deep blue eyes meeting hers light purple with an intensity that sent her heart racing. "Only with you," he murmured, his lips curving into a faint, rare smile.
Her heart fluttered at his words, and she tightened her arms around his neck, pressing herself closer to him. "I love it when you're like this," she whispered, her voice soft and vulnerable, a side she rarely showed anyone but him.
His fingers tracing a slow path down her spine, sending a delicious shiver through her. "And I love it when you're like this," he replied, his voice low and full of meaning. His forehead gently touched hers, their eyes locking in a quiet, tender moment. "I love it when it's just us."
A smile broke across Shinobu's face, a genuine one that reached her eyes as she leaned in to press a kiss to the corner of his mouth. "Just us," she echoed, her voice a quiet promise.
They continued to dance, wrapped in each other's arms, lost in the warmth and closeness of the moment. There was no need for words—just the quiet comfort of being together, the love between them felt deeply in every shared breath, every soft touch. For now, in this perfect moment, the rest of the world melted away.
After a while, Shinobu's gaze wandered back to their friends, caught in their own passionate dances. She wondered how Giyu felt about being around them, knowing how quiet and reserved he was. Her brow furrowed with the hint of a question as she looked up at him.
"Love, are you okay being around them?" she asked softly, her eyes drifting to Obanai and Mitsuri, then to Sanemi and Kanae. There was a small, sad smile on her lips as if she already knew the answer.
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𝓡𝓮𝓶𝓮𝓶𝓫𝓮𝓻 𝓜𝓮 [ ObaMitsu fanfic/ R-(M)] Kimetsu No Yaiba
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