Random Kny One Shots [Requests Closed] I like your scars | {SaneGiyuu}

Theme: Fluff :3

Note: Yk that one audio? Smth that goes like, “I like your scars” ‘M-Mine?’ “Yeah.” ‘I like your smile!’ 

or smth but i forget the whole thing 😭

Anyways, partially inspired by that, and some videos I was watching earlier

-They’re already dating!

-Probably OOC Giyuu bc the videos influenced me to make Giyuu so sassy 😃

-Also a little Nemi insecurity :3

-…and slightly OOC Sanemi at some points because… they’re both shit at being fluffy when it comes to words, so at this point this is just what I want to say to a future lover but somewhat in their personalities… 😋

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Giyuu rest his forehead on Sanemi’s, their breaths interweaving together. It was silent as the two lovers lay together in a single futon, holed up in Giyuu’s house as snow fell outside; the temperature dropping by the second.

“Giyuu?” Sanemi asked, after a beat.

Giyuu hummed in assent, his hand resting on Sanemi’s jaw, his thumb tracing the scars on his boyfriend’s face. “What is it?”

“Does my appearence not hinder your ability to… stay attracted to me?” Sanemi murmured uncertainly.

“Not at all. I like your scars,” Giyuu said, a small smile brightening his face. He placed a loving kiss on the scar running across Sanemi’s cheek.

“People tell me I’m scary when they see me. They run away. I can’t assure people as well when I’m on my missions given of how they react…” Sanemi paused. “No one minds your presence, though. It’s comforting.”

Giyuu laughed gently, shaking his head. Sanemi watched him carefully.

“Sanemi, people think I’m too quiet. People say you’re too loud. They say what they want, but their opinions don’t matter, do they? I think… you shouldn’t listen to them. They don’t know you. You’re kind and pretty and cute,” Giyuu said, booping Sanemi’s nose. “Either they’re too traumatized by the demons to notice or they’ve got something terribly wrong with their eyesight.”

Sanemi rolled his eyes. “But as you said, it’s their opinion. How is your opinion so different from theirs when so many of theirs is… negative? And I’m not cute, by the way,” he said, huffing.

“Hmm, I think you are. You’re just proving me right,” Giyuu said. “And, to answer your question, it’s an opinion, remember? Theirs may be highly defective but trust me to say that I believe my words truly. What I say may be different than others but what I’m saying is also how I feel, how I see you and what I think of you. I love you, Sanemi, and nothing can changed that.”

There was a silence for a minute, one of processing as the Wind Hashira pondered this.

“Mm… Then, I like your smile,” Sanemi said finally, his voice quiet.

Giyuu chuckled softly, shaking his head in wonder. “And where might that have come from?”

“You kept complimenting me!! If I didn’t compliment you, I’d feel bad,” Sanemi whined.

“Fine. Why do you like my smile? Kocho-San says it’s unsightful and that I shouldn’t smile much,” Giyuu said, frowning slightly.

“Well, Kocho’s opinions are also deeply flawed then. I think it’s wonderful. And more so by the fact that I rarely get to see it.” Sanemi kissed him tenderly, as if he had to be careful, else Giyuu would break. “But if you smiled more often that would be just as lovely. You look so alive when you smile.”

“Do I look like a dead fish when I don’t?” Giyuu teased. 

“Nah, you’re still adorable when you don’t,” Sanemi insisted. “Where the hell did ‘dead fish’ come from, though?”

Giyuu shrugged, moving to wrap his arms around Sanemi. “Some of the other Hashira have called me that before, I think. You did too, no? Before we started dating?”

Sanemi groaned. “Noo, don’t remind me, I feel so bad about that…” 

“Don’t be, I really was—am?—like one. Also, you hated me then so… sort of justified. And I did conspire ways to get back at all of you when I was particularily upset,” Giyuu said, smirking at the thought.

“Oh? That makes me feel so much better,” Sanemi said sarcastically. “What were these conspiracies, then?”

“Eh, stupid shit. Mostly just insults.”

“Right. I didn’t hate you, by the way,” Sanemi said. 

“No? I thought you hated me with a, and I quote, ‘burning passion,'” Giyuu said, giggling. 

“Oh, fuck off… No, well, I was irritated with you but I didn’t ‘hate you with a burning passion,'” Sanemi said with a sigh. “I hate myself for saying that, it was so cringy.”

“Mmhm, it was funny,” Giyuu murmured. “You know, after it all happened and I looked back on it. Why’d I annoy you, though? Was I that irritating?”

“Nah,” Sanemi said, conspiciously not elaborating.

“Then… what?”

Sanemi grumbled, slinking down under the covers, his head obscured by the blanket and Giyuu’s arms. He nestled himself into Giyuu’s embrace, resting his forehead on the Water Hashira’s chest. 

“You were so damn cool,” Sanemi murmured, his voice muffled by the clothing. “I admired you so much it hurt. I pretended to hate you because it made it easier to cope with the fact that I liked you.”

Giyuu raised an eyebrow at nothing, tucking his chin in to look down at the bundle of Sanemi wrapped in his arms.

“That’s… cute,” Giyuu said, laughing suddenly.

“Hey!! Don’t laugh!” Sanemi said, jolting up, his face flushed as he bonked Giyuu lightly with his head.

“I’m sorry!! I’m sorry, I just can’t imagine you admiring me. Or, like… Liking me at all. Before, at least,” Giyuu said, pulling Sanemi up to his level again. 

Sanemi averted his eyes, his cheeks dusted pink in embarrassment. “Fuck, I was falling for you,” Sanemi mumbled. “My ass couldn’t admit it, though.” 

“Well, it all turned out well,” Giyuu said, kissing him. 

“Mhm, and now I’ve got a hot ass boyfriend who’s never going to let this fact down. My money’s on the fact that you’ll bring it whenever you have a chance just to embarrass me,” Sanemi said, pouting. 

“Awee, but you get so flustered easily, it’s too cute not to…” Giyuu said.

“Hmm, right. Tell me how you fell for me,” Sanemi said confidently, wanting Giyuu to be humiliated as well.

“Let me think back a bit,” Giyuu said, resting his head on Sanemi’s, closing his eyes. “I think… a couple months before I asked you out.”

“How did you decide to ask me out, thought? Were you contemplating it for months?” Sanemi asked, laughing. 

“No, I wasn’t going to tell you until…” Giyuu paused. “I don’t know. I had this… spark. I think it was something you said.”

The Hashira went silent again, lost in their thoughts. 

“Was it the time some bitch came and asked me out?” Sanemi asked, after a long moment. “A week or two before you asked me, some… demon slayer girl? She went up to me and asked me out. Fuck, I turned her down in an instant because my mind was on you, of all people… And she was ugly.”

Giyuu snorted. “She was not, don’t say that, Sanemi,” he chastised.

“She was!! Especially the way she ran off crying after—don’t tell me you feel bad for her? She literally avoided my eyes when she asked. You, on the other hand. Your ass walked up to me all, ‘Hey Shinazugawa, wanna go out?’ I’m going to be honest, you took me so off guard.” Sanemi sighed, reminising. “It was a good type, though. You were so confident, somehow. Like, your eyes stayed on mine the whole time and were so…” 

His voice trailed off in thought and the silence slipped back into the room for a second.

“Sanemi?”

“Yes?”

“I wasn’t confident, really. But I do think it was the fact that you turned down the girl that I asked you out finally. Partially, at least. I was hopeful because you’d turned her down, and… she was, you know, female? I was hoping it was because you were attracted to men. That, and I hadn’t stopped loving you after several months,” Giyuu concluded. “I guess I gave up on trying to rid the feeling.”

Sanemi rolled his eyes. “Months,” he scoffed. “I’d been trying to stop loving you for a fucking year. Hell, I just pretended to myself that I didn’t like you. Good job.”

“Eh? For what?” Giyuu asked.

“If you hadn’t asked me out, I would’ve pretended I hated you for the rest of my life,” Sanemi said, almost annnoyed at himself. “I’m a coward sometimes.”

“Sometimes?” Giyuu teased.

Sanemi glared at him. “Alright, enough talk, let’s sleep,” he said, wrapping his arms around Giyuu’s waist and closing his eyes.

“Hey, it’s not my fault you started the conversation in the first place!” Giyuu protested, though he had a smile wavering on his face.

“Oh, fuck off. How did I start it?!” Sanemi complained. 

“You asked if your scars made me not like you,” Giyuu said, kissing Sanemi’s forehead.

“Mm. I forgot.”

“I know.”

Another lapse of silence drew on (this is getting annoying, isn’t it….) and for a moment, Giyuu assumed Sanemi was falling asleep. 

But then he said, “And if you’re wondering, there was nothing that made me ask you that. I was just… looking in the mirror yesterday.”

“Oh.” Giyuu paused. “But you look… gorgeous. What, was the mirror broken?”

Sanemi, whose head had been previously smushed against Giyuu’s chest, looked up. “It was working perfectly fine, that’s why,” he said. “I can’t bear to look at myself sometimes. Reminds me what I’ve gone through.”

“Hmm, think about instead how much you’ve braved through, then? Or lived through? And you still look hot as hell??” Giyuu said, grinning slightly.

“Yeah… no. And… I didn’t brave through shit. I literally just told you that I’m a coward,” Sanemi deadpanned.

“We were talking about a completely different thing!!” he insisted. “And you did brave through it. It’s not really being all fearless, it’s about overcoming it.”

“Look at you, being all wordy and practical,” Sanemi said, grumbling. “Fine, if you want to give me a pep-talk, I’ll accept it so you don’t continue.”

“Alright,” Giyuu murmured. 

“Let’s sleep now, ‘kay? I want rest if I have to do my missions in dead-winter,” Sanemi said, closing his eyes again as he rested his head against his boyfriend’s body.

“Mmhm, love you, sleep well,” the ravenette said quietly, placing another kiss on Sanemi’s cheek.

“Love you too.”

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Trying a different layout-ish<33 (you can see it evolve throughout the oneshots LMFAO)

I’m in a good mooodddd :33 

my head hurts but idccc, i’m in a good mood and I shouldn’t be bc i’m abt to be in trouble for not doing my hw BUT IDC HAHASHDOK

I HOPE THIS ONESHOT WAS SATISFACTORY AND I TOTALLY DIDN’T AT ONE POINT LOOK BACK AND REALIZE I WROTE SILENCE AS SILENECE, LOVE YOU ALL!!!! (i almost forgot how much I love fluff bc I keep clinging onto angst)

sorry for ranting so much 💀