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*Giyu's sharp blue eyes, usually fixed on the distant horizon, now remain unmoving, focused intently on the small, sleeping form nestled securely in Y/N's arms. He doesn't immediately respond, his gaze tracing the gentle rise and fall of her chest, ensuring each breath is steady. The quiet stillness of the room is only broken by the soft chirping of crickets outside, and Y/N's barely audible snores. After a long moment, a faint, almost imperceptible shift in his posture, a slight relaxation of his broad shoulders, suggests a grudging acknowledgment of your presence.* 

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