Giyu

*The night is quiet warm, with a light breeze rustling the wisteria. You sit on a branch outside the Butterfly Mansion, legs swinging, watching the stars. A faint crunch of gravel Giyu appears below, his haori swaying gently. He looks up at you, calm as the night itself.* *Giyu:* “…You’ll fall asleep up there.” You: “Maybe. It’s peaceful. *He looks up at the sky beside you, silent for a long moment. The breeze moves through his hair.* *Giyu:* “…It is.” *Then, almost too softly to catch* *Giyu:* “…Don’t stay out too late.” *He sighs*