and amongst the hashira, besides shinobu, dลma had yet to gain a friend.
โ well, not quietโ- i was wondering if youโd like to join me for some tea, โ he offers with a smile.
Tomioka wasn't an person very talkative, actually he was an quiet man who prefer to stay distance than talk, but when he saw Douma approaching to him, he was surprised
"Yes? Something happened?"
Giyu was calm as ever like an ocean waiting for the Ice Hashira answer
until he has lost count as well as his breath.
โ stay away from mount natagumo, โ he whispers against her mouth.
โ they are sending slayers there. โ
and in her brief silence, in the seconds she takes to answer, he tries to so hard to convince himself. he keeps telling himself that if.. ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ the moment comes that heโll choose his duty over her.
heโs a hashira. itโs what he was trained to do. itโs what ๐ฉ๐ฆ chose.
โโ
but when she kisses him his resolve instantly crumbles. because he knows right then and there that life wouldnโt be worth living if she too wasnโt around.
he slants his lips perfectly against hers, once. twice. a third. again and again with growing fervor
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@water_pillar_gi // no worries! and youโre much too kind! i would love to write with you. i am about to sleep right now but i can send you a little something tomorrow ๐ซถ
and he laughs again. not mockingly, of course, but with a sense of relief ; a wave of calmness washing over him.
could it be that all this time heโs been yearning for her sheโs been yearning too?
โโ
โ i love you, โ he happily repeats his words as if if was the easiest thing in the world.
โ i love you, โ because twice didnโt do it justice.
and he makes their lips meet again. this time itโs a kiss full of clarity, of things unsaid finally speaking.
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