Kyojuro could be described as overprotective— though it was a bit of an understatement. When you were injured, he would cast aside all his duties just to watch over you.

Having someone care for you was nice. But it did get overbearing at times. The scratch on your leg was barely visible, though he refused to let you go on duty with it.

“I thought I told you to rest.”

A frown on his face, Kyojuro carried you back to bed in his arms after catching you attempting to sneak out.