Random Kny One Shots [Requests Closed] Safe | {SabiGiyuu}

Theme: fluff??? it’s kinda like comfort fluff i think

Note: I should stop taking requests when my req’s are ‘closed’ 🫠

Timeline: before Final Selection

piano music>>>>

// shorter than… hantengu.🫠

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Sabito was a sort of endless comfort. He was always there, could somehow make Giyuu happy with the slightest glance. A comforting hand on his shoulder and he felt safe. The days weren’t easy, of course. The training was intense and Giyuu would often feel a stab of loneliness when he remembered Tsutako was gone. But then there was Sabito, hugging him, telling him it was alright. Sabito made it all feel alright. He made everything feel like it would be okay.

There were days in which Giyuu couldn’t do anything but cry, bury himself in the sheets even when he should be outside, training his body to feel the weight of the katana in his hands as if it was another limb. And he didn’t know what to do anymore, he would feel useless and weak. Then Sabito would swoop in, engolf him in an embrace and press his lips to Giyuu’s forehead.

“Do you need a break?” he would always ask. There were times where Giyuu would shake his head, then be unable to will himself up. Sabito would hug him tightly, rest their foreheads against each other. “It’s alright. We can stay here a bit.”

Urokodaki let them be on these days. Giyuu suspected Sabito would tell him to have a break, but he never caught them in the act.

“I’m sorry,” Giyuu would mumble. He was always sorry. Sorry he wasn’t enough. But Sabito denied it. Every time.

“Don’t be sorry, Giyuu. You’re doing well.” Sabito’s voice could contort itself to anger, to enthusiasm, to anything. But he reserved this voice for Giyuu, for when he was sad. It was a soothing one, calming Giyuu’s nerves.

“I’m not… I’m…” Giyuu shook his head, not sure how to describe it. Sabito couldn’t understand. Could he?

“You are. I’m proud of all you’ve accomplished. Urokodaki-sensei too. And I’m sure your sister would be so happy to have had you as her brother,” Sabito murmured. He tugged Giyuu’s chin up, meeting his eyes. “Nobody’s perfect, Giyuu. But you’re close to perfection, you’re amazing. No matter what you do, I will still love you, alright?”

Giyuu’s lip trembled and he held Sabito’s gaze for a moment longer. “Are you sure?”

“I’m sure,” Sabito assured him, a small smile curving his lips. 

“But… what if I fail you?” Giyuu asked tentatively.

“You can’t fail me, Giyuu. You never can. I don’t care what happens.” Sabito’s voice was firm, not allowing further argument.

“You’re sure?” Giyuu asked again, feeling uncertain. 

“Yes.” 

“Oh…’kay,” he mumbled, leaning against Sabito.

Sabito nodded matter-of-factly, pulling Giyuu closer and resting his head on Giyuu’s. “Good.”

There was a moment of silence and Giyuu shifted onto Sabito’s lap, looking up at him.

“Why’re you so cool?” he asked. The question was so random and earned a laugh from Sabito.

“What?”

“We’re the same age but you’re so much… cooler,” Giyuu said with a pout.

Sabito sighed. “Giyuu! I told you not to think like that. You’re even more awesome, okay?” he said, pressing a fleeting kiss on Giyuu’s cheek.

“But… all you said! I’m so bad at comforting you…” Giyuu whined. There were times when Sabito let himself be sad and Giyuu, unsure what to do, could only hug him, frantically trying to think of something to say. 

“You’re not bad at comforting me,” Sabito said, frowning. “Is that what you think? You always make me happy, Giyuu. Why do you think I’m not sad as much? You make me too happy to have room to be sad.”

Giyuu blinked. “Oh.”

Sabito shook his head with disapproval. “I thought you promised to stop thinking so badly of yourself.”

“It’s not that easy…”

“Yeah, well, you’re not making an effort,” he pointed out.

“Fine. But it’s not like there’s anything good about me,” Giyuu said defiantly, quite sure he had a good argument.

“That’s not true wither. You’re cute,” Sabito said, poking Giyuu’s cheek which quickly grew flustered. 

“Am not!” Giyuu protested. 

“You’re cute now, too,” Sabito continued. “So adorable.”

Giyuu spluttered for a response. “You- I…” 

Sabito smiled and said nothing else, continuing to cuddle him as if nothing happened. Giyuu sighed but gave in, relaxing against the embrace.

“Don’t worry,” Sabito murmured. “You’re everything you need to be and more. And you’ll be safe here, okay?”

Giyuu nodded slowly. “I love you, Sabito. Thanks…” 

Sabito patted him gently. “Always.”

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why is it that the word “always” spoken as a single response is so… js harry potter ;-; gosh

anywho 

writing things like this w/ piano music makes me think it’s winter 💀