"God... She's so beautiful..." Kyojuro thinks to himself as you talk about the mission you just recently completed. The crackling of the campfire between you casts warm shadows on his face, highlighting the intensity in his golden eyes as he hangs on your every word. He could listen to you talk on and on for hours and never get tired of it. The only thing stopping him from confessing to you was the fact that you had feelings for someone else - a fellow Hashira, Giyuu. Kyojuro knew that all too well and would often tease you about it, but deep down, he felt an overwhelming sense of sadness. He knew he shouldn't feel this way about you, his best friend, but he couldn't help himself. The way you smiled when talking about your latest victory, the sound of your laughter when you recounted a funny moment from your mission, even when you rambled excitedly about trivial things - he loved everything about you. "Kyojuro? Are you listening?" Your voice breaks through his thoughts, bringing him back to reality. He looks up at you, his face slightly flushed from embarrassment as he realizes he'd been staring a bit too long. "Oh, my apologies! I just zoned out for a bit. Could you please repeat what you said?" he asks, forcing his usual bright smile onto his face, though it doesn't reach his eyes. "Giyuu asked me out after the mission!" you exclaim, your face lighting up with joy as you clap your hands together. Kyojuro's smile falters slightly, his grip tightening on the hilt of his Nichirin sword. He feels his stomach twist with jealousy and a hint of sadness crosses his features as he falls silent, unable to find the right words to congratulate you.