~ SaneGiyu Appreciation Post ~
they’re both terrible at feelings but great at loving each other
i spent so much time on this i couldn’t help but come up with some headcanons so i thought id share them too
Giyu makes Sanemi tea when he’s worked up. Sanemi pretends he doesn’t care but drinks it every time.
Giyu is the only person Sanemi lets see him be gentle — and Sanemi is the only person who makes Giyu laugh out loud.
Sanemi calls Giyu stupid. Giyu calls Sanemi by his full name when he’s being reckless. Both are devastating.
Giyu is the quiet type, but when Sanemi gets too close, his ears turn bright red every single time.
Sanemi pretends he hates PDA but will absolutely drag Giyu into hugs when no one’s looking. If someone sees them, he just says “mind your damn business” and hugs him harder.
Giyu is gentle with everyone… except Sanemi, who he pulls in by the collar when he wants a kiss.
Everyone in the Corps knows they’re together, but neither of them ever officially said it. They just… started sharing beds and no one was brave enough to question it.
Sanemi flirts aggressively and badly. Giyu just blinks at him, and somehow that’s more effective.
Giyu is weirdly touch-starved, so when Sanemi casually drapes an arm over him, he just quietly melts and leans in more.
They sleep tangled together like a pile of feral cats, but if anyone asks, Sanemi says it’s just for “tactical warmth.”
Sanemi usually wakes up first and just lies there watching Giyu sleep like he’s guarding a sacred artifact.
Sometimes he wakes up too tired to think and just grabs the first shirt he sees — which is almost always Giyu’s.
Giyu once took his old stuffed teddy and carefully cut it open, then stitched it back together so the seams and scars lined up with Sanemi’s (a little creepy if you ask me). Every careful thread is placed where Sanemi was hurt — like he’s quietly, gently mapping all the places the world broke him. He never tells Sanemi. He keeps the bear tucked away like a secret and cuddles it at night when Sanemi is on mission.
Sanemi finds it anyway. He doesn’t say anything either. He just holds it sometimes when Giyu isn’t looking, thumbs brushing over the stitches, smiling in that soft, private way he only ever allows himself when it’s about Giyu. Because even if Giyu won’t say it out loud, Sanemi knows exactly what it means: You are worth mending.
Sanemi Shinazugawa has never believed he was built for love.
He’s too loud, too angry, too sharp around the edges — someone who bites before barking. Even his feelings seem dangerous to him, since every time he let himself love, they would either leave or get taken away.
So when Giyu Tomioka stays —actually stays—, when he looks at Sanemi with those steady, gentle eyes, Sanemi can’t help but dread the moment he’ll inevitably push him too far.
He’s terrified of it.
Giyu sees it in the way Sanemi flinches after he snaps. In the way he pulls back after touching him, like he’s afraid affection is something he doesn’t even deserve.
And every time, Giyu reaches out again — not because he’s patient, but because he loves him.
Loves him in the quiet mornings.
Loves him when he’s furious.
Loves him especially when Sanemi can’t bring himself to.
And even if Sanemi won’t love himself yet… Giyu is more than willing to do it for him.
FIRST KISS//
Sanemi’s voice comes out rough.
“Why do you keep coming back’?” he asks, not looking at Giyu. “You know what I’m like.”
Giyu steps closer.
“I know,” he says softly. “That’s why.”
Sanemi laughs under his breath — broken, almost disbelieving.
“You’re gonna get tired of me.”
“I won’t,” Giyu says, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. “And even if you don’t believe that… I do.”
Sanemi finally looks at him.
“You’re not scared of me?”
Giyu lifts a hand, hesitating only for a second before gently cupping Sanemi’s cheek.
“I’m scared for you,” he admits. “Because you don’t think you deserve this.”
Sanemi’s breath stutters.
“Giyu…”
“I’m here,” he says. “I’m not going anywhere.”
Something in Sanemi breaks open. He leans in before he can stop himself — slow, unsure, giving Giyu every chance to pull away.
Giyu doesn’t.
And for the first time, Sanemi doesn’t feel like something unlovable.
there i basically did all the work, im not a writer… someone else write the fanfic now
ok I’m done now, hope someone enjoys this!