Birds chirped outside as sun filtered into the modest home. The two inside the home had been awake for some time now, used to waking early, given the nature of their professions.

Kyojuro had taken a position where he was leaning over water pillar Giyu, fully able to see the blue eyed man in full, hair down , eyes still a bit bleary from sleep, night clothes slightly undone just so it exposed his neck and slight bits of his chest.

Leaning forward, Kyojuro’s fiery eyes met Giyu’s deep sapphire ones. “You’re most beautiful like this.” He murmured, “Vulnerable, and for my eyes only.” With a soft exhale, he nuzzled into the raven haired man’s neck, the scent of saltwater familiar and comforting as he brushed his lips against Giyu’s fair skin as their hands met and their fingers intertwined. “So perfect.”