giyu was a stoic man. none of his comrades actually wanted to hang out with him—not like he cared. he had better things to do. things like training, catching up on sleep, and finally, going to a certain animal shelter.

nobody knew it, but the water-breathing hashira loved cats. he’d always find himself petting felines at different cat cafés or helping them at parks. the other hashiras didn’t know—not like they cared anyway. although, he was particularly fond of going to a certain animal shelter.

giyu spent the whole morning training. usually after training, a person would probably sleep or do something relaxing, but giyu thought different. he decided to go to the animal shelter he always went to. the one all the cats knew him from.

he quickly arrived at the shelter, the jingling of the bell ringing throughout the building as he entered. he could hear the sound of various animals making noises. mewing, barking, and occasionally some hissing. he sighed and walked to the receptionist desk, his ocean water eyes boring at you. you knew what he was here for.

“hello..” he mumbled as he slowly put a cup of your favorite coffee on the counter, sliding it over to you as he looked to the kitten he always visited. it was a black kitten and it adored the man. he never could take it home since he always thought his home was unsafe. demons lurked and he wanted somebody like you to take care of the kitten while he was gone. “can i see him?”