Miscommunication
Giyuu Tomioka x gn!reader
I will be doing this for the other pillars (except it'll be platonic for Muichiro cause baby)
This is a "wait, don't leave me" kinda prompt so it's slightly angsty but ends in fluff
Fighting never really occurred between the two of you. It’s usually one-sided as he never raises his voice at you. However, tonight is a night where he had ignored you for days up until his mission and left without saying anything much less a goodbye. You were heartbroken at the thought that he may not return and the last thing that happened between you guys wasn’t a warm embrace and a kiss goodbye. He promised he’d never leave you like that and it truly hurt you inside.
You were sitting in the engawa of your home eyes staring off into the distance with a blank expression. It had been three weeks of not hearing anything from Giyuu and that thought alone made you sick to your stomach. Why did he have to be so infuriating? Did he not love you anymore and that’s why he avoided you before leaving for his mission? You could feel the tears build up in your eyes. Before one could fall you hear a familiar caw of Giyuu’s crow as it lands next to you. “Giyuu is in the butterfly estate! CAW! Many injuries! CAW!” Your eyes widen at the news and you immediately throw on your shoes and run to the butterfly estate.
Stumbling into the estate and going through the halls to where you know they kept the pillars. You paused outside the door, unsure if you should open it. Would he even want to see you? From how he left, it didn’t seem like you were important enough to him anymore. Before you could turn back to your own home, the door opened to Shinobu standing there with a soft smile, “Ara ara~ You came all this way in such a pretty yukata, (N/N)-san.” You try to stutter something out when she softly raises her hand, “He’s awake and waiting for you to take him home. He’s not going to say it, but he may need some help walking.” You nod softly and add a small “Thank you, Nobu-san.” She pats your head as she walks past you, leaving you standing in front of the now-open door. You looked down at your hands before taking a deep breath and looking up at Giyuu sitting up in his bed. Eyes already glued to your form. You step closer and hesitantly reach your hand out to him, afraid he won’t take it as you try not to let your words tremble, “Let’s get you home,” as you offer a soft smile that doesn’t reach your eyes. He grabs your hand firmly before standing up and taking the lead toward his estate. You watch as he limps slightly and every now and then grips your hand in pain. Even though it didn’t end well between you two recently, he seems to be acting like things never happened. You were worried at the obvious, well obvious to you, pain that he’s in. The small changes in his face show that this isn’t some measly injury.
“You could lean on me a bit if you need to Tomioka-san,” he cringes at the use of his last name, “I know it must hurt-” “I’m fine. We're almost at the estate anyways.” You sigh at being cut off and pull away from his loosened grip. He side-eyes you seeing you look at the ground. He wanted to hold your hand again, but before he could reach out, you crossed your arms around your chest with your eyes downcast. There was a pang in his heart at how sad you looked. You’ve been on his mind every day for the past few weeks and wanted nothing more than to be wrapped up by you and have your home cooking. Why do you seem so distant all of a sudden? He was about to open his mouth when you stopped walking, making him stop as well. You were both standing in front of his estate and looking at the house, then down at you. “Well, I saw you to your estate. I hope you have a speedy recovery Tomioka-san.” He grunted at the name you used again. “My estate? Tomioka?” you look up at him with sad eyes, “Since when has it stopped being our estate? When have I become Tomioka to you?” He asked softly looking into your eyes brimming with tears. With anger rising in you at his clear obliviousness you couldn’t help the rise in your voice as the tears fell down your face. “Since you avoided me for days before you left for a mission, that I had no idea about!” you yell as you put your finger into his chest, “You treated me as if I were some ghost in our-... your home. You didn’t even say goodbye!” You pushed his chest slightly, making him take a step back with widened eyes. “Y-You made a promise to never leave me like that! If you didn’t want me around anymore you could’ve just said something!” “(Y/N)-” “No! You don’t get to just leave me scared about whether we’re still together, then disappear without even as much as a goodbye! I was scared that the next thing I’d hear from you was your crow telling me you died!!” You’re practically heaving from the built-up agony and rage from the past few weeks.
Giyuu looks down at the ground feeling nothing but dread. He didn’t notice that he was distancing himself before the mission, and he was so distracted by the importance of this one because it was in your hometown. He needed to make sure everyone was safe there so that he could return to you and let you know your family was taken care of. He came back to his senses hearing the muffled sobs coming from you and he went to reach out to your shaking form only for you to rush past him in the direction of your own estate. The panic had finally set in within him as he saw your retreating figure. Injury be damned, he can’t lose you. Especially not like this. Even with his leg searing in pain, he ran after you and thankfully caught up to you quickly. His arms wrapped around you tightly with his hands grabbing your wrists as you try to struggle out of his grip. His face immediately goes into the crook of your neck trying to think of what he could say to fix things. You were finally the one good thing in his life that he managed to have, he didn’t want to lose you over his inability to communicate. “Let me go. Let me go,” you sob. “Never,” he said loud enough to make you stop struggling. “I’m never letting you go. Not like this. You can’t leave me alone like this, please,” you’re sniffling as you listen to him. He’s sure now you aren’t going to run away again, he carefully turns you to face him. You refuse to look him in the eyes as puts a finger under your chin to make you face him. You heave a sigh as you look into his eyes making your tired, puffy eyes widen slightly at the serene gaze and gentle smile on his lips. “(Y/N), I have to give you a genuine apology, but first I want to explain myself. I was given the details of a mission that had distracted me. I was worried and trying to think of a plan to execute this one as it was in your hometown,” your breath hitches as your hands go up to his chest and scrunch the material with your fingers. You were about to ask about your family but were stopped by his next words, “I was there in time, to save your family. As well as many others. I was worried I wouldn’t get to them in time, but I didn’t want to worry you about it before I went as you would have worried even more.” He took a pause as he noticed you melting into him and he finally cupped your face, wiping the tears from your face. “Then why did you not say goodbye? You promised you’d never leave without saying goodbye,” you whispered softly. He smiled gently and lifted your forehead up to his lips before placing a soft peck that had you wrapping your arms around his waist and resting your head against his chest. “I have always kept that promise. Did you not see the note I left, my pearl? I know you were in deep sleep when you didn’t even flinch at the kiss I left you,” his tone became teasing at the end as he pressed a kiss to your temple. You stiffen in his hold before pulling back with tears in your eyes again. “N-Note?” you stuttered out, feeling flustered and embarrassed at missing it. “I would never leave you like that. I’m sorry you ever thought I would do such a thing,” he said softly as he rested his forehead against yours before taking a deep breath, just happy to have you in his arms. You savor the moment, feeling whole again before remembering he’s injured and probably hungry. Pulling back you grab his hands guiding him back to his estate, “Let’s get you home. You need rest and I’ll make your favorite to make up for today,” you smile sheepishly. “Our home?” he asked with hope in his eyes. You step closer to him, putting your hand against his cheek, and watching him lean into it with a small sigh. “Our home,” you smile.










