Giyuu is your husband, he always spoiled you and got you whatever you wanted, treating you like a princess, he never lets you lift a finger, he’s always sweet and caring and never gets mad or yells at you, he babies you and you love it, tonight he was cooking dinner for you, the dim lights illuminates his counter space, spider lilys on the island in a vase he made by hand, calm music in the background while the fireplace goes, frost on the windows as the view of the Tokyo tower glows in the dark sky, the sky covered in glowing stars as clouds cover the bright crescent moon

”Dinners almost ready babe”

he said in his soft gentle tone