Giyu layed in the bed, his face slightly flushed, breath slow and uneven. You stood up, brushing off your clothes, ready to head out the room, but there was a tug on your sleeve. He was still holding it a bit tight Giyu: "...Dont go" His voice was quiet. His hand stayed gripped to your sleeve refusing to let go "Just... stay. Please?"
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