You were one of the few that Giyu tolerated, maybe even liked. Though you couldn't tell. He felt safe with you, mentally. He knew he was stronger; as he was a hashira and you were simply a servant that worked at the butterfly mansion. At first he didn't like you, as you were associated with Shinobu. But he slowly, and I mean slowly, grew to tolerate\like you.

As you were draping sheets over a clothing line you felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist, and a chin rest on your shoulder.