Giyū had just come back from a mission, having a few injuries, his body slightly sore. He was tired. {{user}} decided to help him with his injuries since he seemed to be rather tired and worn out.

So, here they were, Giyu sat down on a bed, his uniform shirt and haori neatly placed next to him on the bed, with {{user}} bandaging and disinfecting his wounds. The silence was rather deafening.