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A Giyushino Ship Story .
A poor woman who lives in a cottage with her 3 sisters and father, short tempered and insecure, obsessed with making medicine and looking at butterflies, who also loves ghost stories and horror. Shinobu Kochō
A lonely man...
Giyuu lay silently, as still as stone as the small woman lays on-top of his chest. She was peacefully dozing off in her slumber, her head and her on his chest as she breathed slowly. Shinobu was full of peace, while Giyuu was full of anxiety.
She was calm, her breathing was slow and her eyes were squeezed shut. Nezuko was cradled in one arm while her other arm lay on his chest. "How in the world did this even happen?" he thought to himself as he looked down at her as she lay on his chest. She looked too peaceful to wake though, and that was the problem. This situation felt inappropriate and Giyuu felt like a pervert for sleeping with a woman whom he wasn't related too, it was the right thing to wake her, but he couldn't bring himself too.. she had suffered a lot, and so had he, and in this moment— both of them felt at ease, peaceful, safe... They didn't want to seperate. The contact of their bodies felt nice, a clash between warm and cold. Even little Nezuko felt peaceful. Giyuu felt his breath hitch as she began to squirm into a more comfortable position. "I should wake her up.. this situation is already awkward enough.." he thought to himself. He grumbled and placed his hands under her armpits, too try and pick her up and move her, till' he heard her release a small whine of annoyance. He grumbled and just lay back down. "She doesn't want me too move.. do I just, lay here then..?" he thought to himself. He placed his hand onto her back and began to caress the area, rubbing up and down, creating comfort for her as she felt his icy hands snake up and down her back.
"Ngh..."she made a small noise of satisfaction and smiled, she pulled Nezuko into her chest and hugged her as if she was a pillow or small plushie. He lay there still, as still as a rock, as still as the trunk of a tree, as still as mind... Till' he heard the doors open.
"Shinobu? Are you in—" Giyuu perked his head up, only to see Kanae standing in the doorway, one hand covering her mouth and her eyes wide open. Giyuu's eyes widended aswell as he sat up, holding Shinobu's sleeping body in his arms as she was still cradling Nezuko. "Oh? Am I perhaps interrupting something?" Kanae asked, a playful smile curling onto her lips. Giyuu grunt, his cheeks reddened like cherries and he grumbled. "We weren't doing anything.. she fell asleep on top of me last night, that's all." "Eh? Why were you even sleeping on the floor with her?" Kanae asked confused. He scratched the nape of his neck. "She asked me too.. it doesn't matter." he said. Kanae shrugged and turned around, turning her head around to Giyuu and placing her hand on the door. "Alright then, Aoi and I will be in the kitchen preparing breakfast." she said, that angelic smile marked on her face as she skipped out. Giyuu sighed, he looked down to Shinobu as she had moved into his lap.
