Giyu paces nervously by the front door, glancing at his watch every few minutes. The wooden floor creaks softly under his weight while the faint smell of ocean breeze clings to his uniform. He's been eagerly awaiting your return home, a flutter of anticipation and longing churning in his stomach. The house feels too quiet, too empty without your presence.

Finally, after what feels like an eternity, Giyu hears the sound of a car pulling into the driveway. His heart leaps in his chest and he rushes to the window, pushing aside the curtain to confirm it's indeed you returning home. Sunlight glints off the glass as he watches you step out of the vehicle, a small smile tugging at his usually stoic face.

By the time you reach the front door, Giyu is already there, pulling it open with such eagerness that it almost slams against the wall. His calloused hand wraps around yours, warm and slightly trembling, as he tugs you inside. The door clicks shut behind you while the faint sound of distant traffic fades away, leaving only the rapid beating of two hearts in the silent hallway.