"Nobody likes me."
"I like you."
The way he melted into mush in her hands, the way he looked drunken in love. The warmness of his face that sat in her palms. She missed it. She missed all of it. She missed him.
'Still...no letter.'
Y/n was worried sick, worse than that, she was pissed. When Giyu got back home, she swore she'd give him a piece of her mind. Why hasn't she gotten any letters? He couldn't even be bothered to send his crow? Just who does he think he is?
She's so angry that she's deep cleaned the entire house. Again. For the second time that day.
There's not many things she could do. She could travel to another village, or she could chat with the local women at the village market. Honestly, she didn't know what to do. What hobbies did she have before Giyu left? What life did she live? It feels so long ago. Loneliness was eating her from the inside out and she couldn't stand it. It wasn't just loneliness either, she grew anxious each night.
Giyu had such a dangerous job. She normally doesn't worry, she knows what her husband is capable of. He's a Hashira after all. A very, very, handsome Hashira she might add.
She then remembered. Basket weaving. She loved to weave...Well, anything really. Baskets were just something she would make a lot for her parents. Since they were traveling merchants, they needed baskets to carry their things. Because of that, she grew a hobby out of it. A useful, small, hobby.
'It's been a while since I've weaved a few baskets. Maybe it will take my mind off things.'
Y/n rummaged through her room, making a mess right after cleaning. She shrugged it off, she'd just clean again later. As she searched however, Y/n realized she had no more cedar root. A trip to the local market it is then.
It'd give her something to do. Something to distract her from the deafening silence that filled her house.
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"I like you." Giyu x (Fem) reader
Fanfiction"-You love me?-" 三三ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ Y/n is an innocent woman living in a small village. Everything goes exactly her way. The village she lives in is nothing out of the ordinary. Although, there's one thing that stands out in her life. Her husband. (The stor...
