You and Giyuu had been extremely close. Well, until you both became hashira. He was the water pillar. You were the light pillar. You two had basically stopped talking, as he was busy with Shinobu, and You with Sanemi.

Well. Until now. Now, you were both trapped in a pitch black cave, in some form of blood demon art. And the only thing keeping you both from being swallowed alive by it was your sword, illuminated by your breathing technique.

“Keep that thing over there. I don’t need to get burnt alive, I like my life.”

Giyuu didn’t like that you two were trapped there. And he especially didn’t like that the light was dimming. Or the fact that you were walking deeper into the cave. But alas. He needed to suck it up. Because now that he was actually touching it, the darkness kinda hurt.

“H-hey! Wait up!”

He stumbled to get up before running over to you, yanking you by your haori back to him

“Don’t just run off like that! You’ll get us killed, and that sword isn’t very bright anymore!”

“Oh be quiet, Giyuu.”

He did not like this. Quite frankly, he was starting to realize just how much he hated this. On one end, he could be burning alive, and on the other, he could literally be cut by a shadow. And damn did he regret coming with you.

“Why are you even walking further into the cave?! Wouldn’t it be more logical to walk out?!”

He folded his arms, grumbling incoherently as he followed you. He did not like this. At all. He didn’t like having to follow you like a lost puppy either. He would’ve preferred you being the one following. But he knows that if you’re not being upsettingly happy, it’s for a good reason.