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Silent bonds ✿

Giyuu x female!reader

WC: 2412

Not edited, I wrote this in like 30 minutes :P originally wrote in 3rd person but I changed it half way thru and tried editing it. It moves pretty quick ngl my bad

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The dense forest was eerily silent as Giyuu moved through the underbrush, his senses alert for any sign of danger. He was on a solo mission, tracking a demon that had been terrorizing a nearby village. His katana, polished to a gleaming edge, hung at his side, ready to strike at a moment's notice.

His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a twig snapping. He froze, every muscle tensed, as he scanned the area. Out of the shadows stepped a young woman, your eyes wide with fear but determined. You held a weapon that looked too heavy for your frame, yet you gripped it with practiced ease.

“Who are you?” Giyuu demanded, his voice low and steady.

“Y/N,” you replied, your voice firm despite your obvious fear. “I’m here to hunt the demon.”

Giyuu raised an eyebrow. “This is a dangerous mission. You should go back.”

Your eyes flashed with defiance. “I’m not going anywhere. I’m a Demon Slayer, too.”

The statement hung between the two of you, a challenge and a declaration. Giyuu studied you for a moment longer before nodding curtly. “Fine. But stay close.”

You moved through the forest in silence, their senses attuned to the slightest sound. As the hours passed, Giyuu found himself stealing glances at you. You were different from the other Demon Slayers he had worked with. There was a fire in your eyes, a determination that mirrored his own.

When the two of you finally found the demon, it was a fierce battle. You fought with a grace and ferocity that took Giyuu by surprise. You moved in perfect sync, your attacks coordinated as if you had trained together for years. When the demon finally fell, you stood side by side, panting and covered in blood, but victorious.

“Not bad,” Giyuu said, a hint of a smile playing at his lips.

You grinned, wiping the sweat from your brow. “You weren’t too bad yourself.”

As you made your way back to the village, Giyuu felt something he hadn’t felt in a long time: hope. Maybe, just maybe, he had found someone he could trust, someone who understood the burden he carried.

Weeks turned into months, and Giyuu and you found yourselves partnered on more missions. You trained together, fought together, and shared stories of your pasts during the quiet moments. Giyuu learned that you had lost your family to demons, a tragedy that had fueled your determination to become a Demon Slayer. Your pain mirrored his own, creating a bond that grew stronger with each passing day.

One evening, after a particularly grueling mission, you sat by a campfire, the flames casting flickering shadows on your faces. You looked at Giyuu, your eyes reflecting the firelight. “Why do you do it, Giyuu? Why do you keep fighting?”

Giyuu stared into the flames, his mind drifting back to the horrors he had witnessed. “Because I have to. Because if I don’t, who will?”

You nodded, understanding the unspoken words. You reached out and placed your hand on his, a simple gesture that spoke volumes. “You’re not alone, Giyuu. We’ll fight together.”

Giyuu looked at you, his heart swelling with an emotion he couldn’t quite name. For so long, he had been alone, burdened by the weight of his duty. But now, with you by his side, he felt a glimmer of something he had long thought lost: hope.

As the fire crackled and the stars twinkled overhead, Giyuu allowed himself to dream of a future where you could find peace, where you could be more than just warriors. But deep down, he knew that the road ahead would be fraught with danger and heartache.

Yet, for the first time in years, he was willing to take that risk.

The missions continued, each one more dangerous than the last. But no matter how dire the situation, Giyuu and you faced it together. Your bond grew stronger, your trust unshakable. You moved like shadows, a perfect team in the face of darkness.

But it wasn’t just your skills that brought you closer. It was the quiet moments, the stolen glances, the shared smiles. It was the way your laughter could break through Giyuu’s stoic exterior, the way your touch could calm his restless heart.

One night, as you rested in a small village after a particularly brutal battle, Giyuu found himself unable to sleep. He stepped outside, the cool night air a welcome relief. To his surprise, he found you sitting on a bench, gazing up at the stars.

“Couldn’t sleep?” you asked, your voice soft.

Giyuu shook his head, sitting down beside you. “Too many thoughts.”

You nodded, leaning your head against his shoulder. “Me too.”

You sat in comfortable silence, the night wrapping around them like a blanket. Giyuu’s heart raced, his mind a whirlwind of emotions. He had never been good with words, never knew how to express what he felt. But with you, it was different. You made him want to try.

“Y/N,” he began, his voice barely above a whisper. “I… I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

You lifted her head, her eyes searching his. “Giyuu…”

He took a deep breath, his heart pounding. “You’ve become… everything to me. I never thought I could feel this way, not after everything that’s happened. But with you, I feel like there’s hope. Like maybe, we can find happiness.”

Tears glistened in your eyes as you cupped his face in your hands. “Giyuu, I feel the same. You’ve given me strength, a reason to keep fighting. I'm in love with you.”

The words hung between you two, a promise and a plea. Giyuu’s heart soared, his fears melting away. He leaned in, your lips meeting in a gentle kiss, sealing your unspoken vows.

In that moment, beneath the stars, you found solace in each other’s arms. You knew that the road ahead would be perilous, but for the first time, you faced it together, united by a love that burned brighter than the darkest night.

As your love blossomed, so did the dangers you faced. The demons grew stronger, their attacks more vicious. Giyuu and you fought tirelessly, your bond a beacon of light in the encroaching darkness. But with each battle, the stakes grew higher, and the shadows of doubt began to creep in.

One evening, after a particularly harrowing mission, Giyuu found himself plagued by nightmares. He awoke in a cold sweat, his heart racing. You were beside him in an instant, your touch soothing his frayed nerves.

“Giyuu, what’s wrong?” you asked, voice filled with concern.

He shook his head, unable to find the words. The fear of losing you, of watching you fall in battle, gnawed at his soul. He had lost so much already; the thought of losing you was unbearable.

You took his hand, your grip firm. “Giyuu, we’ll get through this. Together. I promise.”

But the doubts lingered, festering in the back of his mind. Each mission became a test of his resolve, each close call a reminder of the fragility of their existence. He began to question his ability to protect you, to keep you safe in a world teeming with darkness.

One night, as you prepared for another mission, Giyuu’s fears reached a boiling point. “Y/N, maybe you should sit this one out,” he said, his voice strained.

You looked at him, hurt flashing in your eyes. “Why would you say that? We’re a team.”

“I just… I don’t want to lose you,” he confessed, his voice breaking.

You stepped closer, eyes fierce. “And I don’t want to lose you either, Giyuu. But we can’t live in fear. We have to fight, for each other and for those who can’t.”

Giyuu’s heart ached at your words. You were right, but the fear still lingered, a shadow that refused to be dispelled. He pulled you into his arms, holding you tightly. “Promise me you’ll be careful,” he whispered.

“I promise,” you replied, voice muffled against his chest. “And you promise me the same.”

“I promise,” he vowed, his heart heavy with the weight of his fears.

As you set out on your mission, Giyuu couldn’t shake the feeling that something was about to change, that the shadows were closing in. But with you by his side, he knew he had to stay strong, to fight for the future you both dreamed of.

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The battles grew fiercer, the demons more relentless. Each mission pushed Giyuu and you to your limits, testing your strength and your bond. You fought with everything you had, driven by a shared determination to protect each other and the world you cherished.

But the constant strain began to take its toll. Giyuu’s nightmares grew more frequent, his fears more consuming. He became withdrawn, his silence a barrier that even you struggled to breach.

One night, after a particularly brutal mission, Giyuu sat alone by the fire, staring into the dancing flames. You approached him, heart heavy with worry. You had seen the toll the battles were taking on him, the way his eyes had lost their spark, the shadows that haunted his every step.

"Giyuu," you called softly, sitting beside him. "Talk to me. Please."

He looked at you, his expression pained. "I can't keep doing this, Y/N. I can't keep watching you risk your life every day. It’s tearing me apart."

You reached out, taking his hand in yours. "We're in this together, Giyuu. We always have been. You’re not alone in this."

Giyuu shook his head, pulling his hand away. "But I am. Every time we fight, I feel like I’m losing a part of myself. And I can’t bear the thought of losing you."

Your eyes filled with tears. "Giyuu, I love you. We can get through this, but not if you keep shutting me out. We have to face our fears together."

He turned away, the weight of his fears pressing down on him. "Maybe it's better if you go. Find a place where you can be safe."

Your heart broke at his words, but you refused to give up. "I’m not leaving you, Giyuu. Not now, not ever. We promised to fight together, remember?"

Giyuu stood up, his emotions a storm raging inside him. "I can't do this anymore, Y/N. I can’t keep putting you in danger. It’s killing me."

You rose to your feet, determination burning in your eyes. "Then fight for us, Giyuu. Fight for the future we want. Don’t let fear win."

He looked at you, his heart torn. "I’m sorry," he whispered, turning away.

The days passed in a blur of missions and battles, the strain between Giyuu and you growing with each passing day. Despite your love, the fear and doubt gnawed at your bond, threatening to tear you apart.

Then came the mission that would change everything. A powerful demon had surfaced, one that required the combined strength of multiple Demon Slayers. Giyuu and you were called upon, your skills and teamwork vital to the success of the mission.

As you prepared for the battle, Giyuu felt a sense of foreboding, a gnawing fear that this might be your last fight together. He watched you as you readied your gear, your determination unwavering despite the tension between them.

"Y/N," he said, his voice breaking. "If something happens, I want you to know that I love you. I always have."

You looked at him, eyes softening. "I love you too, Giyuu. We’ll get through this. Together."

The battle was fierce, the demon more powerful than any you had faced before. You fought with everything you had, your movements a symphony of skill and determination. But the demon was relentless, its attacks deadly and precise.

In the midst of the chaos, Giyuu saw the demon targeting you. His heart stopped, fear gripping him. He rushed to your side, narrowly missing protecting you.

The demon’s claws tore through your side, the pain blinding. You fell to the ground, vision blurring. Giyuu's scream echoed in your ears, his voice filled with anguish.

"NO!" he cried, rushing to your side. He fought off the demon with a fury born of desperation, his attacks relentless. When the demon finally fell, he dropped to his knees beside you, his hands trembling.

"Y/N, please," he begged, tears streaming down his face. "Stay with me."

You looked up at him, your vision fading. "I’m sorry," you whispered, your voice weak. "I couldn’t protect you."

Giyuu shook his head, his tears falling onto your face. "You did, Y/N. You always have. I love you."

As your strength slipped away, you reached out, your hand brushing against his cheek. "I love you too, Giyuu. Always."

With a final, shuddering breath, your eyes closed, hand falling limp. Giyuu’s sobs echoed through the battlefield, his heart breaking as he held her close, burying his face into your shoulder.

The rain fell softly, a gentle whisper against the earth. Giyuu stood alone at the edge of the forest, the weight of his loss pressing down on him. Your grave lay before him, a simple marker for a woman who had meant everything to him.

He knelt beside the grave, his tears mingling with the rain. "I miss you, Y/N," he whispered, his voice breaking. "Every day, I miss you."

The pain of your loss was a constant ache, a wound that would never heal. But in his heart, he carried your memory, your love. It was the only thing that gave him strength to keep going.

As he stood, the rain washing over him, Giyuu made a silent vow. He would continue to fight, to honor your memory, to carry on the legacy of the woman he loved. He would face the darkness with the same determination you had shared, knowing that your spirit was with him, always.

With a final, whispered goodbye, Giyuu turned and walked away, the rain falling like tears from the sky. He knew the road ahead would be long and filled with challenges, but he would face it with the strength and courage that you had instilled in him.

For in the shadows, in the quiet moments of solitude, he could still hear your whisper, a reminder that love and hope could never truly be lost.

And so, he carried on, a warrior in a world of darkness, his heart forever bound to the memory of the woman he loved.

"When I get older, I'll marry you."

you were only 13 at the time.

"Do you promise?" you held up your pinky, staring expectedly at the boy in front of you.

"I promise. I promise I'll make you the happiest wife in the world!" he linked his pinky with yours, rosy cheeks and a shy smile.

what your 13 year old self didn't know, was that the promise he made to you would never come true.

Giyuu sat in front of your grave, an abnormally blank expression on his face. This had become his norm for the last several years.

Your death date would come before your wedding date.

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I'M BACK AFTER LIKE A MONTH OF BEING GONE 😭 this was supposed to be a full fic but I got lazy whoops