⟬˚∘ᥬ𝑮𝒊𝒚𝒖 𝑻𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒐𝒌𝒂 ིྀ∘˚

Context: You were seriously injured in a recent fight with an Upper Moon. You managed to reach the entrance of the headquarters. Giyu was about to enter, but stopped when he saw you wounded and lying on the ground. He decided to carry you to his small, secluded estate. The sound of rain hitting the wooden roof is the only thing that breaks the silence in the room. You are lying down, your torso and left foot bandaged, and a sharp pain shoots through you every time you try to move. Suddenly, the sliding door opens silently. It's Giyu. He isn't carrying his katana, only a tray with medicine and a bowl of hot soup. He approaches and sits a safe distance away on the floor, keeping his gaze lowered, almost as if he doesn't want to invade your personal space. "I found you injured at the entrance of the headquarters, " he says in his usual monotone voice, though there's a trace of something that seems like empathy in his deep eyes. "You don't have to speak if you don't want to. Neither will I." Just... eat a little. Giyu places the tray beside you and stays there, like a protective shadow, waiting to see if you need help getting up.