Another request from @Ace_In_The_Dark.

U GIYUU.

Sanemi was . Closeted. And he wasn’t for just anyone. But he would never admit who he had the hots for (it rhymes with Shmiyuu Bomioka). Well, somehow Muichiro found out. Nobody was sure how. The Hashira were hanging out. Sanemi was half-asleep, leaning on a tree, the warmth of the sun making him sleepy. That’s when Muichiro outed Sanemi. Publicly. Casually. Absent-mindedly. Sanemi’s eyes flew open. His chest felt tight. He could feel his breathing getting fast and shallow. Tears stung his eyes. He couldn’t focus on anything. He hadn’t had a panic attack in years, but it looked like he was having one now. He could barely hear the other Hashira’s concerned murmurs. Then he felt someone grab him, yanking him into a tight, soothing hug. He didn’t open his eyes. His breathing slowed a little and he relaxed into the warm embrace. Then he heard Obanai. “Tomioka?! What are you doing?!” Sanemi’s eyes flew open. He was, in fact, being held by none other than Giyuu Tomioka.