#insouke x male reader | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

ob-levi-on · 3 years

Text

the forest is still (nsfw!)

pairing: giyu tomioka x female reader

summary: even though you're no longer a demon slayer, the frightening memories of the occupation remain. thankfully, you have someone who makes your worries go away.

characters: mostly giyu tomioka, with a little bit of zenitsu agatsuma, tanjiro kamado, inosuke hashibira, and aoi kanazaki (with minor mentions of shinobu kocho)

content warnings (minors DNI!):

mentions of blood and a little bit of trauma (please don't read this if these things bother/trigger you!)

minor spoilers if you haven't started the show or read the manga, but nothing too revealing

oral (male and female receiving), face fucking, unprotected sex, doggystyle, choking (briefly), overstimulation (lots for female, some for male), creampie

word count: 4.052 (4,052)

taglist: @starryenigma (please send an ask or reply below if you'd like to be added!)

author's note: finally wrote some smut for my man 😜😳😩 as always, feedback and likes are appreciated! let me know what other characters to write for, levi seems to be my most popular but i'm open to everything! please refer to my pinned page for more info! enjoy xoxo <3

you had always admired the forest. you grew up near one, and you had so many fond memories of it. you remember it as a vast area of beautiful greenery and life within. the trees, as tall as the skies, represented wisdom and patience to you. the leaves, as delicate as feathers, represented change and progress. the shrubs of plants, as ever growing as one’s passion, represented determination. you could go on and on.

once you became a part of the demon slayer corps, your image of the forest changed. and with it, the admiration faded away.

more often than not, the trees, the leaves, and the shrubs of plants would be covered in nothing but blood, stripping away everything they once stood for. and at the end of the battle, former demon slayer corps members lay on the ground, bodies torn apart or ravishly consumed by the enemy.

you shake your head, trying to throw away those thoughts. you weren’t a demon slayer anymore, but it was hard to not think about those days. you took a deep breath as you cleared your head, and entered the room.

zenitsu, along with tanjiro and insouke, had just returned from mount natagumo. they were recovering at the butterfly mansion, where you worked as a helper for the head nurse, aoi kanazaki.

“can you open up for me, zenitsu?”

the boys were under your care for the past couple of weeks now–it’s safe to say that there was never a dull moment with them.

“anything for you, my darling!” the orange-haired boy did not hesitate to obey your command. while all you were doing was giving him his nightly medication, the action was rather humorous.

“zenitsu, stop flirting with the nice lady.” tanjiro sighed, looking at his friend in embarrassment.

“it’s called being a gentleman, tanjiro. something that you wouldn’t know about,” zenitsu tsked, taking the cup of water from you.

“what’s that supposed to mean?” tanjiro scowls.

inosuke roars with laughter. “you fools, i am the most gentlemanliest around here.” he claims, making up a word to prove his point.

all three of them begin to bicker at once. while it is nice to see them banter (instead of groaning in pain like they were weeks ago), you were coming to the end of your shift.

“boys,” you say with a slight stern tone, “it’s time to rest.”

zenitsu’s bickering stops almost immediately. the boy’s head shifts towards you, and he admires you with blinking eyes. “you’re absolutely right, nurse y/n!” he claims, looking back at his friends.

with a sudden serious expression, zenitsu says, “inosuke...tanjiro...we must sleep.”

“she already said that.” tanjiro groans, already finding himself under the covers.

“i decide when to go to sleep, not when chenitsu tells me.” inosuke grumbles, switching sides on the bed so that his back is facing towards his friends.

zenitsu’s face suddenly began to twitch with anger. “it’s...zenitsu…”

you had already made your way towards the door, turning off the lights. “goodnight, boys. if you need anything, please ask one of the night nurses for help.”

“goodnight, my queen!” zenitsu chirps. you smile at the boys one last time before closing the door behind you.

months ago, you passed final selection. you were taken under shinobu kocho’s wing, and went through a few more weeks of extensive training. you also became good friends with shinobu because of it. but upon going to your first set of missions, you realized that being a demon slayer was much more intense than you could have ever imagined.

you thought it was best to be honest with your mentor, telling her your worries. shinobu was very understanding. she simply heard you and nodded. she never pressed further about the topic. but you knew she understood–anyone in the demon slayer corps would understand how awful the job really was. it consisted of long hours, tiring battles, only to end in tragedy or bittersweet victory. shinobu couldn’t blame you for wanting to leave something like that.

with the master’s approval, you were offered to work in the butterfly mansion instead. specifically, in the recovery base.

with those things in mind, you start to make your way towards the entrance of the butterfly mansion.

“y/n,” you hear your friend aoi say, seeing the head nurse near the entrance. she had her hands crossed over her chest. “tell giyu that i expect to see him here tomorrow.”

you show her a nervous smile. your partner had injured his leg a few weeks ago, getting cleared after some time, but aoi suggested that he continue going to physical therapy. giyu was quite stubborn about it. he claimed that he didn’t feel any more pain, therefore, he did not need to go.

“right...i will let him know!” you say quickly, waving goodbye to your boss (friend, too), slipping out of the mansion before she could ask you about it any further.

once it’s closed, you let out a deep breath. another day done.

“there you are, my queen,” you hear someone say behind you.

you turn, and see giyu at the bottom of the porch steps.

the sight of your partner brought an overwhelming sense of comfort, with all other feelings instantly fading away.

“you heard that?” you smile, approaching the water hashira. you didn’t hesitate to hug him, snuggling your face into his chest.

“he’s always so loud.” giyu grumbles, referring to zenitsu. the man hugged you back, planting a kiss on your head. “i don’t like how he flirts with you all the time.”

you snort, looking up at your partner. “he’s just a kid, i can handle him. plus, i only accept flirting and compliments from one man.”

giyu looks down at you. “who might that be?”

“well,” you say, pecking his lips. “if we go home, you’ll see.”

giyu clears his throat, obviously flustered, and removes himself from the embrace. the man holds your hand and turns. “i, too, agree that we should go home. quickly, too.”

he begins to walk, dragging you along with him. you giggle, walking alongside your partner.

the walk was supposed to be short, but it became long due to a couple of interruptions.

rengoku saluted the two of you as you passed his estate. the man routinely did meditation outside at night, but since giyu is somewhat well acquainted with the flame hashira, rengoku stopped his meditation and tried to start a conversation. some words were exchanged, but eventually giyu said, “well, y/n just out of work and she’s really tired, so i’ll talk to you tomorrow.”

rengoku understood and went back to meditating. further along, you passed mitsuri’s estate. the maiden nearly exploded at the sight of you two, as she refilled her bird houses with food. she was so happy with the relationship, claiming that you two were perfect for each other, like straight out of a fairytale.

giyu tried to walk past her, but as soon as mitsuri began to talk to you, you felt bad trying to ignore her. so you softly yanked giyu’s hand, standing in place as mitsuri approached you. the woman asked about your job and how you’ve been, and you replied, asking her the same questions afterwards.

“thankfully, i’m good!” she chirps, showing a smile. “seeing you two together always brings a smile to my face.”

“thank you,” you say, leaning your head on giyu’s shoulder. the man had stayed quiet during the majority of the interaction, and you knew he was somewhat upset. he simply wanted to go home with you.

“how is it going with obanai?” you ask.

the girl’s face suddenly turned red, causing her to stutter over her words. “well, i–i mean, what do you mean–”

the question did exactly what you hoped it would. you began to walk away, dragging your stubborn partner with you. “let me know!” you state, waving goodbye.

the woman, flabbergasted, walks away in embarrassment. you caught giyu’s eye as you turned back around.

“you’re amazing,” he says, pulling you closer to him.

“you could say that again.”

***

“fuck, you’re amazing.”

warm bodies and needy hands found each other. the two of you wasted no time to express the desire you had for one another, making everything else irrelevant.

you had met giyu when you were a demon slayer. on a particular mission, he had gotten an arm injury, unable to defend himself. and you, who was one of the lone survivors of your rank, found him and protected him until sunrise. you didn’t even know who he was.

giyu was in awe of a woman who was so strong, so courageous, and so committed to protecting someone she didn’t even know. giyu owed you his life, and he thanked you for it nearly every day after that, not knowing how he could ever repay you.

you made sure to check in on him after the incident, even after you became a helper. after a few conversations, you developed feelings for this man who was so humanly honest. and the awe he felt for you turned into a love that no other person could fulfill.

when he was home, daily walks were the way to catch up with each other. one day, while the two of you were silent, you stood admiring a garden. suddenly, a coarse hand found yours, intertwining his fingers. your heart nearly wanted to leap out of your chest. no more words needed to be spoken–you two were each other’s now.

giyu’s hips jerked, unable to contain the pleasure he felt from your mouth. as he laid on his back, you were positioned between his legs, bobbing your head up and down. you loved giyu, but you loved seeing him twitch a little more. at a time like this, he would try to intimidate you with his eyes as you sucked on his cock–but the lewd gaze you gave made him nervously horny, so he had to look away.

you also loved the way the man would simply open his mouth, but would be too dumb to make out a single sound. it only motivated you to continue the pace, focusing on the head with delicate licks, making sure to massage the parts you couldn’t reach.

you loved to suck giyu’s cock. and you had a feeling as to why–it was the idea that you were able to make a man who was so strong, so powerful, so resilient...succumb under your touch.

thinking about it made your walls tense in agony. your hips grinded onto nothing, stimulating your clit. you moaned onto giyu, making your partner pant. moments went by until his hands found his way to your head, holding it still for a moment.

the hashira began to fuck your mouth, meaning he was close. all you could do was stay still and breathe when available, letting giyu hit the back of your throat. you watched your partner as he did this, seeing sweat come down his neck, with his eyes closed in concentration. you needed something, anything, using one of your hands to rub your aroused clit for some sort of relief.

“love, i’m–i,” giyu stutters, his thrusts becoming more and more careless, but still at a steady pace. you hum in mere satisfaction, wanting your partner to cum.

giyu was relatively humble, and he admired you way too much to your mouth as a destination for his cum. instead, he pulls out and releases onto your face. he thought that view was hotter anyway, the evidence of his love right in plain view. he blinks slowly as he recovers from his high, using his shoulders to lift his upper body, looking straight towards you.

you were nearly breathless. giyu looks at you, and you make sure to lick your lips, taking some of his love into your mouth. giyu watches, mesmerized. your hand removes itself from your cunt, using your arms to lift you up.

giyu hands you a damp cloth to clean your face, which you use quickly. after doing so, you look back to your partner. the man, now on his knees, reaches for you. you approach, and he pulls you in, deprived lips finding yours.

“you’re the only one for me.” giyu gasps in between kisses, his hands roaming your body. one of them is circling the area between your thighs, tantalizing you. “i could never love someone as much as i love you.”

you whimper at his words. giyu’s mouth decides to focus on your neck, while giyu’s fingers find themselves slowly rubbing your clit. everything felt so loving, so sensual, and the slow pace only enhanced the intimacy of the moment.

“you do so much for me...” giyu pauses to softly suck on your neck, marking you. his fingers stop on your clit, slowly making their way towards your soaking hole. the hashira pokes, his finger slipping in flawlessly. “...the least i can do is make you feel good. right, love?”

giyu brings his head up, admiring you with a wicked smile. his fingers move slowly inside you, so effortlessly, and you can’t help but clench around him. giyu lets out a breathy moan, continuing to finger you, with his other hand massaging your breasts.

“this probably feels nice,” giyu starts to say, and you suddenly feel his growing cock against your thigh. this sight of you was too alluring for giyu not to be aroused again. “but this isn’t what you really want, is it?”

giyu started to get a steady rhythm into you, and it felt amazing. but he was right, you wanted him inside of you, desperately. you clenched around his fingers repeatedly, hoping that he would get the hint. you want to speak and tell him that–but he was touching you everywhere, causing you to erupt in moans.

“i’m just warming you up...” giyu defends himself. he adds another stimulant to the equation, now using his thumb to massage your pulsating clit, along with quickening the pace of his fingering. “...just like you warmed me up, remember?”

you were nearly choking on your own breath, with your body beginning to shake as a familiar warm sensation formed at the pit of your stomach. giyu was panting along with you, as you unintentionally grinded against his rock hard cock.

“you look so heavenly…” giyu whines in his deep voice, lips finding yours. you try to reciprocate, but you moan into his mouth instead. “...how lucky i am to witness this...”

you feel yourself beginning to unravel, your hands on your partner’s chest. you look down and see giyu’s hands doing all of their naughty work on you. “oh my god,” you express, “i’m gonna cum, giyu, i’m gonna–”

a shriek escapes you, your body freezing as your high hits. things move quickly, with giyu removing his hands and suddenly bending you over. with your face planted on the blanket and your ass in the air, you don’t even register your new position as your partner gets behind you. you gasp as giyu’s tongue ravages your folds, making sure to taste all of you.

your eyes nearly roll at the action, your walls tensing again. you were just recovering from your orgasm, but giyu was making it difficult, eating you out in the most sensitive places. whether he was tongue fucking you or licking your sensitive clit, you found yourself biting your lip. it felt good, nonetheless, and you would cum again with just this–but giyu had a different idea in mind.

after a few moments, giyu removed his mouth from you, much to your dismay. you wiggle your ass, and your partner chuckles.

“i know, i know,” he says, one of his hands tracing figures on your lower back. “we’re getting there, i promise.”

you feel something slap your ass, but it doesn’t resemble a hand. giyu sighs in content, slapping his cock against you again, loving how it felt. “the perfect size,” he says out loud, doing it again.

the feeling was riveting. feeling his cock slap against you aroused you again, using your hands to rub your sopping clit.

giyu sees this, and cooes. “can’t wait any longer, hmm?” he taunts, softly removing your hand and instead, taking his cock near there. he adjusts his hips, using the head of his cock to circle your clit. a shaky sigh escapes you, with your hip’s jerking on their own.

your partner inhales sharply, the raw feeling of it all almost being too much to bear. “giyu, please,” you say, wiggling your ass again.

giyu’s attention leaves your clit, with the head of his cock now lightly tracing your folds. “please what?” he asks. the sound of your soaking folds is all you can hear right now, and it was something that turned the both of you on.

“fuck me,” you whine. “please, fuck me.”

those were the magic words that giyu wanted to hear. giyu spits into his hand and tugs at his cock, mentally preparing himself. the man positions himself at your entry, one hand on his member and another on your hip.

the man begins to plunge into you. “oh my–'' you start to say, but you are cut off from pleasure, as giyu takes his time to completely bury himself into your cunt. the hashira never failed to make you feel full, and your walls hugged him so nicely.

“ah,” he groans, letting you adjust. your partner had an evil desire to pound into you immediately, but the man held back on his primal instincts.

giyu’s cock was the average size, but it was his girth that made you feel things you never did before. you clenched around him, and the hashira lightly jerked his hips in response. “yes,” you praise, encouraging your partner to move.

giyu did so, starting out with slow thrusts. giyu would never admit to this, but he could have cum instantly. the sight of you bent over on your knees, with his cock deep within you, was majestic in its own way. but the man held back, for you.

the hashira, in sync with his deep thrusts, leans down and plants kisses on your lower back. it was a fond gesture that electrified every cell in your body, proving that this act wasn’t only of lust, but of love.

you move against him, making your partner groan. giyu smacks your ass in response, and you squeal, not expecting it. the sting, however, only amplified your desire. “again, giyu…” you plead, yearning for that sting and the effect of the cold air against it.

the hashira doesn’t hesitate to do it again, smacking your ass slightly harder than the one before, but on your other side. your body tenses in pleasure, but you need more.

“faster,” you beg, tightening your core around him. it was as if you were the boss, and giyu was your subordinate–there was no way he could say no to you.

with both of his hands placed on your hips, a new tempo begins, one that causes you to immediately moan in ecstasy.

this new pace just started, but your legs are already starting to feel like jelly. and it didn’t help that your partner hit your new spot every time, making you whimper and whine. giyu was also being vocal, making sounds that were too incoherent to understand.

as giyu’s hips snapped into you, your mind began to wander. if the man asked you to be his fucktoy, his cum dumpster, his slave...you’d likely say yes. it was something separate than love, his lustful desire to use you to his delight was intriguing. so you’d also let him, if he asked. it wasn’t a completely thought out idea, but the way he fucked you made you consider it.

the sound of your ass getting railed by giyu’s hips filled the room. you could feel giyu twitch inside of you, meaning he was getting close. you were too, especially since giyu decided to rub your clit with his free hand simultaneously.

“you like that, angel?” he grunts, smacking your ass again. “let me hear you…”

“yes, yes, yes!” you reply quickly, “i like it so much, i love it so much, giyu, please...”

a satisfied groan comes to your partner. he suddenly decides to lift your upper body towards his chest, holding you place with his strong arms. he harshly fucks you in this new position, with the new angle nearly makes you cry in bliss.

you shriek, your body beginning to shake. “i love you,” giyu pants, kissing your earlobe. “i love you so fucking much, you know that? i’m gonna treat you so nice and cum inside of you, can i do that?”

“yes, i’m yours, yours,” you rush to say, almost growling when your partner locks your arms behind your back. his free hand finds itself around your neck, slightly constricting your breathing.

but you liked that. you begin to hiccup, because giyu was fucking you dumb. you could only last so long after this, quickly rushing to say “i’m cumming, giyu, i’m cumming,” as your orgasm quickly approached you.

however, your partner didn’t stop. as you creamed on his cock, your body convulsed against your partner. giyu was getting feral, realizing that he very much liked seeing you that way, hitting your spot over and over again.

the bastard even chuckled, though it was short lived, especially from all the pleasure he was experiencing from you. “everytime you think of sex, you’ll think of me,” giyu warns, a desperate whine escaping his lips shortly after.

you couldn’t say anything. you quivered, and it wasn’t until your third orgasm that giyu froze, his hips stuttering on their own as hot spurts of cum mixed with yours inside of your cunt.

the two of you stayed in this position as giyu released everything he had into you. the man planted kisses on your shoulder to ease the overwhelming sensations you were feeling, praising you for doing such a good job.

giyu pulls out, and your body begins to collapse. giyu’s cock was your stabilizer this entire time, and you didn’t realize that until now. your partner holds you though, satisfied that he made your body feel this way. he is suddenly distracted how your hole is covered with his cum, with some of it leaking out, because it was simply too full.

the man gently lays you down on your side, going to get another damp cloth. once he does, he cleans you first, then himself.

you’re speechless. it was if your body was in a state of blissful paranoia, wondering how someone made you feel this way. but this sensation came from the person you loved the most. you sense his body laying behind yours, and your partner brings the blanket up to cover you both.

you feel his arm around your waist, pulling you closer. you move, sighing when you two are nearly one. “i love you,” you croak, placing your hand on top of his.

giyu hums, and the warmth of his body relaxes your body. “i love you,” he says into your ear, pecking it gently.

you blush, and smile to yourself.

ahead of you, an opening of the outside can be seen through the door. a comfortable breeze practically put the two of you to sleep, but it was the sight of the forest that came into your mind again.

you couldn’t escape a crucial fact. in your world, the forest was a dying place for many. and you didn’t deny that it had become an awful place, one of sorrow and devastation.

but you also couldn’t deny that it wasn’t beautiful, as it continued to provide life and beauty to so many things–not just you and the human species. you now understood that everything cannot be perfect, because if that was the case, then what is the point of all this death and destruction?

even the most beautiful things can be deranged–but that didn’t make it any less valuable or worthy of adoration, you conclude.

you’re satisfied with that answer, for now. regardless of what you think, the forest would forever remain still.

you snuggle against your partner, putting those thoughts to rest. all that mattered was that you were in giyu’s arms, and that was enough.

you closed your eyes, drifting to sleep.

#kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba tomioka #demon slayer giyuu tomioka #giyu tomioka #giyuu x reader #giyuu x you #kny giyuu #tomioka giyu #kimetsu no naiba smut #kny #kny x y/n #kny x reader #cielo's works <3

946 notes · View notes

gaybitchfx · 2 years

Note

Imagen a female nagito Komaeda with uzui and him learning about how they see her selfs.

And how he deals with them I imagine whenhttps://youtu.be/LDMfgm5jw5s this happenes she agree with his trash talk thinkg it's towards her and him and everyone panicing.

I love my boi nagito but he needs some self loving

A/n: Sorry but I don’t write female readers only gender neutral or male readers I write for 😅 I hope you don’t mind me making this a x gn reader!

I AGREE

Character(s):Uzui Tengen

Type of reader: Gn!Reader

Category: Angst-ish fluff 😢✨

Warning(s): None!

Edited: ❌

“Listen up!” Rengoku exclaimed as he did random poses as if he was “powering up” in sailor moon.

“I am a god! You three are…trash!” Uzui said as Tanjiro, Zenitsu, and Inosuke casually turned to stone and crumbled away.

“Oh oh! I agree I am trash!” You exclaimed with a big smile catching the other four off guard. “No no I wasn’t talking about you!-” “Don’t worry I’ve always known I was trash for a verrrryyy long time!” You said with a thumbs up.

“Don’t think like that Y/n-San!” Tanjiro exclaimed. “Y-Yeah you’re not trash at all!” “What they said!” Zenitsu and Insouke said, but you weren’t even listening to them.

“I think you broke them Uzui-Sama.” Tanjiro whispered as he hummed a random song you made up basically calling your self trash.

“And it’s gonna take a long time for me to fix them.” Uzui sighed. “Alright you four let’s go.”

#uzui tengen #demon slayer #Uzui angst #Uzui fluff #anime #fiction #gender neutral imagine #manga #writers #fluff #gender neutral reader #gender neutral insert

62 notes · View notes

spacemanroger · 3 years

Text

Not So Secret Valentine

request: can i request a modern zenitsu x chubby!black male reader? like how they get together on white day/valentine's day or smth and how their relationship is afterwards? if you do this thanks in advance, if not thank you anyway!

author’s note: i was going to make it a headcannon format, but i just thought fuck it. hope who ever requested likes it! there’s another part that’s in headcannon format for afterwards. also, [ec] = your eye color.

paring: zenitsu x black chubby reader.

genre: fluff

word count - 1.8k

for black male-aligned readers only.

"I can’t believe that imbecile of a coach, he had the nerve to..."

You were at the cafeteria listening to Inosuke's rants with Tanjiro while, Zenitsu hummed a random pop song next to you, peeling his orange in his hand.

You had met the unusual pairs back in sophomore year. Being new and all was an experience back then. You had felt so alone before; until one day, Zenitsu saw you sitting alone, picking at your food at the cafeteria table.

He was so friendly and inviting; you knew he was going to be something special to you from there and, you guessed he did too because he brought his other friends Tanjiro and Inosuke with him the next day.

Staring at the red heart-shaped decorations in the cafeteria, your mind slips out the conversation with the group as Insouke and Tanjiro talk within themselves.

You had held this from them; you didn't know why but, you had just felt to keep this a secret. Anyways though, you were getting letters in your locker - not hateful ones.

But, sweet letters from a secret valentine.

Today's special letter was a light beige card. It had a beautiful white pigeon drawing that rested on a hand.

On the bottom of the card read 'My Valetine.'

In the card, it had read.

"Dear Y/N,

Hey, it's me again, your secret valentine. My letters will end today.

I can't always explain my feelings the best way I want you to understand; every time we talk I get backtracked by the many strong feelings I have for you. I even stutter at times because I feel afraid of what you'll say next, whether that's rejection or acceptance. I'm afraid you'll see me differently.

This is why I wrote these letters but, now I don't want to be anonymous.

I want you to know me. I want you to see me for not only my words but for how I feel because you are really special to me and, it's what you deserve.

Meet me at the drama club after your last class ends.

From yours truly."

The handwriting was familiar to you like, you've seen it before. It was so sloppy but put-together in a way.

The letters had started the first week of February, on Monday. At first, you had thought it was missent letter to your locker but; the mystery person had kept sending one every day since then.

You had made your guess who it was several times but, you had thought none of them felt... right.

Well, there was one.

Zenitsu. You had a crush on him since the beginning where you guys first met.

It was a one-sided thing where you fondled him with your [ec] eyes as Zenitsu's golden eyes, focused on something else.

You never told anyone besides Tanjiro, who had found out after a drunken mishap when you guys had played truth or dare.

You didn't want to get you started on that embarrassing experience - safe to say it was the last time you were playing that dangerous game. But anyways, you thought it was foolish to think he would like you specifically, nonetheless Zenitsu liking guys.

With a slight nudge on your right shoulder, you get out of your never-ending thoughts. "Y/N, you there?" It was Zenitsu. He had an infectious smile on his red-tinted face. "Hm, Yeah?"

You glance at Insouke and Tanjiro who, seem to still to be talking.

"Something on your mind? Y-you know you could talk to me?" Zenitsu says. You move your palm under your chin, sighing off to the distance.

Valentine was today, and you couldn't even figure who could even like you - and you were meeting them today. What if was somebody you didn't even like? Or, someone you didn't consider. You had thought it would be so embarrassing rejecting them when putting so much thought into valentine's gift.

"Just trying to figure out something." You replied shortly after, smiling softly at him. That was one of the reasons you liked Zenitsu - his attentiveness - he was always aware when you were having a frustrating day and, always trying to cheer you up.

“Well whatever is on your mind, remember to give everything a opportunity.” Zenitsu added, his ear tips getting redder by the second.

You look at him with raised eyebrows. What did he mean by that?

The school bell rings, echoing throughout the cafeteria for class; Zenitsu leaves you in confusion as he says his goodbyes to you and your friends.

Getting to your feet; you look at Zenitsu's blonde hair as he goes out the cafeteria green doors.

You shake your head convincing yourself that you were just being superstitious. It was just friends giving you simple advice. You make your leave to class as well, saying your leave to Tanjiro and Inosuke.

In mid-lesson, you were still distracted by the mysteries of the valentine; not even your favorite subject could have calmed you down.

You look at the clock in the front of the classroom clock as it slowly ticks towards the end of the class, it was as time was slower than usual. Though, your rapid thoughts come to a halt as the teacher calls on you. You answer with the right answer of course, already knowing the answer to the question from your studies.

The class ends; It was now the end of school. You squeeze out your chair, pushing the chair back a little.

Grabbing your backpack from the back of the chair, you leave the still room to the busy hallway. You walk down the hall, gushing at the people who had big valentine's gifts in their hands; wishing you were them. For you, being a big romantic had its pros and cons.

It was a good thing because you had many ideas of what you would want to do if you had a partner but, bad because you didn't even have a partner to do it with.

You collect your thoughts as you realize you were now at the drama club. Twisting the doorknob you open the door slowly to the dim room.

Your mouth goes agape as you see what was inside.

You step inside not before closing the door behind you; the room was so decorative.

It had yellow-tinted string lights along walls that glowed the average-sized room. You follow the tiny paper hearts that led a trail to the middle of the room - you pitied the person who made this, for the mess they had to clean up afterward but, appreciated the mystery person because it was so thoughtful.

Twirling around to see the room, you don't notice the blonde that was sweating bullets in the middle of the room. You hear a short cough and you bring your attention to the person awkwardly standing with a red rose in the middle of the room.

Your heart leaps seeing the boy's honey-brown eyes.

"Zenitsu?" Your mouth begins to open again mouth in awe.

"Y/N." Zenitsu exhales.

You go closer to him at arm's length. “I can’t believe it’s you.” The skin of Zenitsu’s skin glistened in the yellow-tinted light sweat with sweat. His gaze falls to the floor as you stare at him in disbelief. You could tell he was very nervous.

“... I hope that’s a good thing … Don't tell anyone this but I had to bribe the drama teacher to use the room afterschool." Zenitsu nervously laughs. He brings his gaze back to your [ec] eyes.

“I'm sorry, if this awkward. I wanted to tell you I liked you from junior year but, I didn't know how to tell you. If this is uncomfortable we can just pretend this never happened. I mean if you want to. We don't have to be friends either if you don't want that too.” He pauses, scratching his neck. "Not that our friendship is that disposable."

Zenitsu rambles on as you forget how to articulate a sentence. You shake your head, realizing what was happening. "Zenitsu." You call out his name trying to catch his attention in his craze-rant with himself.

Walking closer to him; only stopping when you were mere centimeters away from his face. "Zenitsu, please." He stops his rambles mid-way, flicking his eyes all over your features before focusing on your [ec] eyes.

“I like you too. Well, I- I’ve always liked since we first met.” You go grab his hand's right hand with yours and lace them with yours. "I just never thought you would like me back." Squeezing his hand with yours; you could see Zenistu’s gears turning in his head as his small frown turns into a wide smile.

"Can I … Can I kiss you?" Zenitsu hesitantly asks. You nod your head, laughing, as he leans his face closer to yours; you wondered if he could feel your pounding in your chest as he put his hand on your hips.

With him putting light presser against soft lips, you almost die on the spot.

Zenitsu's lips were a mixture of sour and sweet; they tasted like blueberry sour - patches. (Very specific I know just bear with me here.) Zenitsu tilts your head up with his as he goes deeper into the kiss. The kiss was so soft and gentle.

Zenitsu pulls back slowly; he watches your eyes flutters open. A yelp comes out of Zenitsu's lips as he seems to remember something.

"Wait - I almost forgot. I had planned a speech for you, I stayed up all last night planning for this moment. I was going to say it when you came in but, I totally forgot all about it." He lets go of your waist and grabs a wrinkled note from his back pocket.

You smile at the cute sentiment, waiting for him to read out the crumpled letter in front of him.

"I sometimes wonder what would life be like if I wasn't such a stupid boy and, brung my big boy pants to confess to you in the first year that we met. That was when I saw how different and extraordinary of a person you were from everyone else.

Would I be closer with you where I could kiss you on the lips without consequences, would I be somewhere with you where I could hold you in my arms, and tell you how much I liked you without changing our relationship.

Those wonders made me think a lot about how much you mean to me. I may not be poetic with my words but, I want you to know you make me feel and think big things. You are a beautiful, creative, and awesome may I say, person. On the inside and out.

I won't turn this into a essay now but, what I wanted to say was would you be my boyfriend?"

You move closer to his face; with a peck on his nose, you say.

"Of course, I'll be your boyfriend."

→ Part ll

#agatsuma zenitsu #zenitsu x male reader #kny zenitsu #zenitsu x black reader #zenitsu x chubby!black male reader #chubby!male reader #request #demon slayer #oneshot #kimestu no yaiba #kimestu no yaiba x male reader #demon slayer zenitsu #male reader #chubby black reader

91 notes · View notes

todoroki-waifu · 3 years

Text

Tanjiro x GN!Reader x Murata (one sided)

Final: Tanjiro x Reader

Scenario: Murata asks Tanjiro to help him get to know the reader better. He specifically wants Tanjiro to find out if they’re single and their likes/dislikes. Of course, being the nice friend he is, Tanjiro agrees; however, he didn’t expect to fall in love with the reader as well.

Word Count: 6518

Genre: Slight angst, drama, and fluff.

Warnings: Gender neutral reader, cursing, love triangle, and some mentions of blood.

“I can’t believe I’m tired already and we still have the rest of the afternoon. I hope I can make it.” You pout slightly, settling down on the outside porch of the Butterfly Estate. All the lower ranks were to train with the higher ranks and Pillars in order to prepare for the battle against Muzan. You and Tanjiro just finished training with Uzui, now waiting for the rest of your group to meet for lunch.

“I’m sure you can make it! You’re strong and I believe in you!” You slightly blushed at his words of encouragement, now feeling that you would regain your strength after your short break.

“Thanks, Tanjiro-kun.” You reply back as you look up at the sky, watching the clouds as you both sat there in silence. Tanjiro eyes you from the side, remembering his promise to Murata. He knew the boy wanted to know if you had a significant other, but it was hard for Tanjiro to bring it up. So he decided to start with smaller questions.

“Hey, __(y/n), I don’t think I ever asked you this but what’s your favorite color?” He asks and you turn your attention to him.

“You and your random questions. I hope you’re not collecting any data to use against me.” You laugh jokingly as he stutters slightly.

“O-of course not. I’d never do that to you. I-I’m genuinely curious.” Tanjiro hopes his cover isn’t blown.

“I’m just kidding. I know you won’t. Anyway, my favorite color is __(color).” And that simple question opened up a discussion of different topics. You noticed Tanjiro asking you random questions for the past two weeks, but figured he was just a curious guy. You actually enjoyed it since you loved his company. You met at Mount Natagumo and ended up seeing each other more often. The trio plus Nezuko basically added you to their group, seeing how frequently you were paired with them for missions. You didn’t mind. You got along well with them.

“___(y/n)-chaaaan!” You hear a familiar thunder user’s voice. “Save meeee! I’m gonna diiiiie!”

You and Tanjiro turn your heads towards the entrance of the Butterfly mansion, the dark red head’s eyes widening slightly at how fast Zenitsu was running. Zenitsu was sprinting to you with wide arms, whining about how mean Sanemi was and how his tough training was killing him. Tanjiro reacts quickly, grabbing the front of your uniform and pulling you towards him. You froze at the sudden pull, your hands unconsciously latching onto Tanjiro’s chest.

“Z-z-zenitsu!” He grabbed you just in time, watching the yellow orange haired male hug the air and fall beside you. “You have to be careful! You were running way too fast and could’ve hurt __(y/n)!"

"But I’m going to diiiiie.” Zenitsu pouts as you hear Tanjiro scold him some more. Your heart was racing not only from being potentially tackled, but at how closely pressed you were to Tanjiro. He ignores Zenitsu’s complaints as he glances down at you, both his arms now encased around you.

“Are you okay?” He asks.

“Y-yes, I’m fine. Thank you, T-tanjiro.” Your nerves were twisting and shaking, causing your voice to break during your sentence. Tanjiro couldn’t respond right away, his own heart racing at the proximity. He suddenly becomes aware of how __(color) and alluring your eyes were.

The way you stared up at him, the way your lips were slightly parted, and how your hair frames your face; Tanjiro is only now appreciating your beauty. He felt a few degrees warmer as his breath was trapped in his lungs. He didn’t understand why his heart was pacing so quickly almost as if it was chasing something… or someone?

“I-I-I’m so sorry!” He immediately releases you from his hold as he scoots back a bit as if to return your space. “I didn’t mean to just grab you like that. That was so rude of me, I truly apologize!”

Before he could bow, you held onto his shoulders, reassuring him that you were just fine.

“Don’t be silly! I’m glad you did that. Otherwise, I might’ve bumped heads with Zenitsu-kun or he might have squished me."

Tanjiro laughs sheepishly, rubbing the back of his head as he hears Inosuke and Murata at the entrance. Ah, and that was another thing you noticed lately. Murata has been hanging out with your group a bit more often than usual. You assumed he probably felt like he wanted to connect more with all of you or that maybe his circle of friends were split up during training sessions.

"Hi Inosuke-kun, Murata-kun.” You greet the boys with a smile and wave.

“The great Inosuke-sama has completed his training! Now I’m hungry… let’s get food!"

"H-h-hi, __(y/n)-chan! How was your morning?” Murata instantly blushes at your smile, butterflies swarming in his stomach.

“We should go see if Aoi-san needs any help! C'mon, guys.” Tanjiro gets behind Zenitsu and Insouke, pushing them to the kitchen area.

“We should go, too.” You tell Murata, but Tanjiro stops the both of you.

“It’s okay! We’ll be quick. We’ll come back if we’re not needed. You guys just…just stay there!” He immediately rushes his two friends as you tilt your head to the side slightly.

————————————

“Why are we hiding? I thought we were going to the kitchen?” Inosuke grumbles with his arms crossed.

“Oh, good! They’re talking.” Tanjiro lets out a small sigh, peeking out the window, careful to not be seen. He stopped pushing the boys once he was at a safe distance from you, checking if Murata was taking the opportunity he had given him.

“He still hasn’t confessed?” Zenitsu knew about Murata’s dilemma, surprised that the black haired boy still made no move. “If it was me, I would’ve just asked ___(y/n) to be mine."

"You already do.” The flame and water user rolls his eyes. “Murata-san is just really nervous. He wants to make sure he confesses to them properly."

Zenitsu eyes his friend in the green and black checkered haori, blinking curiously when he notices Tanjiro’s gaze focused on you. When your laughter echoed in the courtyard, his sensitive ears picked up the quickening rate of Tanjiro’s heartbeat. Before he could question, Aoi found them lounging in the middle of the hallway, scolding them to hurry into the lunch room.

That night, the three boys were getting ready for bed, laying out their futons on the floor.

"You stupid boar, move your futon! That is MY spot!” Zenitsu yells, glaring at the mountain boy who laid right in the middle of the room.

“No it’s not! It’s mine!” Inosuke grabs his pillow, ready to defend his territory.

“You’re supposed to be sleeping closest to the door! And you’re not even lined up properly!” Zenitsu was starting to get cranky, tried from today’s training and the dreadful feeling of knowing he had to do it all over again.

Tanjiro ignores the bickering, concerned about his missing sister. He hasn’t seen her since dinner and she was usually with them around this time. She wasn’t one to wander either. He gets up from the floor, neglecting his half folded bed to search for his younger sibling.

“Nezuko!” He calls out to her, careful with how loud his voice was so he wouldn’t disturb the other Butterfly residents. Tanjiro stops momentarily, picking up a sweet and joyful scent. It made his entire being warm with happiness, a smile slowly stretching his lips. He even felt like laughing, but held back the idea when his eyes caught two familiar beings.

There you were, in the middle of the courtyard with his sister, jumping and spinning wildly. The two of you were dancing in the rain, giggling at each other’s movements. Nezuko noted a huge puddle forming to her left and immediately bounced both her feet into the water, creating a small series of waves around her legs.

She made a noise to catch your attention, grabbing your hand as she pointed to another puddle. She stops in front of it, never letting go of your hand while she looks at you then to the water then back at you. The hand holding yours begins to slightly swing as if readying the both of you to dive into the miniature pond. You nodded, agreeing with her proposal and counted to three so that you both leaped at the same time.

Nezuko cheers happily against her bamboo muzzle, raising her arms in excitement as you laugh, also holding your arms up. Your arms were stretched out horizontally, spinning around a few times and stopping just before you felt dizzy. Nezuko continues to hop into every puddle she sees as you stand for a moment in the rain, tilting your head up and allowing the water to wash over you.

————————————

“Where is everyone?” Zenitsu realized that he was left alone with Inosuke, wondering where their third member went. As he passed by a few rooms in search of Tanjiro, he didn’t see you or Nezuko either. The yellow and orange haired male can hear a sequence of loud thumps, his feet following the sound until he finally reaches its source.

“Tanjiro?” He says quietly, catching his friend standing on the engawa and looking out to the open space. Zenitsu’s eyes quickly traced to what had him so entranced. He finds you standing there, head slightly tilted back as you continue to be doused with water. You gave off a relaxed aura as you breathed in and out deeply. And there was Nezuko in the back, busying herself with the multiple puddles littering the courtyard. Even Zenitsu’s heart did a small jump at the sight of the warm scene before him.

“What are they doing? Are they training?” Inosuke’s rough voice makes Zenitsu jump in surprise.

“What? No! They’re just play-”

“I’m gonna fight them! Let’s fight!!” He roars loudly as he zips towards you and Nezuko, causing the both of you to yelp in surprise.

“I-inosuke! Stop! Be careful!” Tanjiro is finally released from his daze, stepping down from the porch to stop Inosuke from chasing after you and his sister.

“You dumbass! Why are you bothering my sweet Nezuko and __(y/n)?” Zenitsu joins the spinning circle.

————————————

“Gah!” Tanjiro accidentally slips on the wet ground during the chase and you quickly rush to his aid. Tanjiro’s fall momentarily stops everyone from running while Zenitsu immediately appears next to Nezuko, checking to see if she was okay and of course, complimenting how cute she was.

“Are you okay?” You hold out a hand for Tanjiro to use as a leverage off the floor.

“Yeah, I am. Thanks. I managed to break my fall a bit so I didn’t land too hard on the ground.” He takes your hand, accepting your help as he is finally on his feet.

“I’m sorry about us playing in the rain. I didn’t mean for us to be out too late. And I also didn’t mean for Nezuko to get so soaked.” You hoped he wasn’t too upset with you for allowing Nezuko to be out in this type of weather. You were outside first and all of sudden, Nezuko appeared and begged you to let her join you. How could you say no?

“I-it’s okay! No worries at all! I’m just glad you guys are okay. It was really nice of you for letting my sister play with you. I could tell she was having a great time, so, thank you for making her happy."

"It’s no problem at all. I love your little sister. She’s wonderful to be around with.” You look to where the others were, smiling as you see Nezuko returning to her original task with Inosuke competing with her on who can make the biggest splash and Zenitsu telling him to let Nezuko be.

Tanjiro stays silent as his gaze is focused on you again. You note his lack of words and you turn your head to the burgundy haired slayer, tilting your head at his staring. His eyes take in your cute and confused form, your drenched hair adhering to your face closely. Before you could question his silence, the rain came down harder.

“Oh wow, I thought it would stop soon.” You say as you find Tanjiro’s hair now falling to the front, almost blocking his beautiful, deep magenta eyes. You raise your hand up to his face, using your fingers to comb his hair back and securing them behind his ears. You smile once you get a clear view of his eyes, the boy’s cheeks burning a bright red.

“There, now I can see your pretty eyes better.” You tease as Tanjiro’s face glows brighter.

————————————

Ba-dum.

‘There it is again.’ Zenitsu turns his attention to the two of you.

Ba-dum.

The rhythm starts to get faster again.

Boom.

’Now he’s making a different sound.’

Boom.

'Why does it sound like it’s getting closer?' Zenitsu frowns at the change of tone, trying to decipher the sound.

Crraakk!

“Kyyaahh!” Zenitsu screeches at the new sound, recognizing it as thunder. A flash follows the rumbling, Zenitsu immediately recalling the time he had a very close encounter with lightning. He clings onto Nezuko, big tears dripping down his face as he now begs for everyone to go inside. Nezuko blinks at her frightened friend, patting his head gently as she is reminded of when Ryouta used to cry during thunderstorms.

“I’m not afraid of any storm! Come fight me, thunder!” Inosuke shouts to the sky. The loud clap forced you and Tanjiro to gather the rest of the group inside, finally getting yourselves settled for the night. As Tanjiro lays on his futon, staring up at the ceiling, he thinks back to where you were dancing in the rain.

You looked so beautiful spinning around so carefree and happy. He remembers your fingers adjusting his hair to its usual style and how you light and gentle your touch was when he felt it graze against his cheek and ear. Your touch and gaze sent a chill up his spine while his heart began beating against his chest. He quickly changes his position, laying on his side as he tries to focus on sleeping.

————————————

A few weeks pass and it has been the same between you and Tanjiro. Him asking questions or simply sitting beside you either on the engawa or in the middle of the forest during breaktime from training. It was something he looked forward to everyday. When you went out on a mission, he became slightly distracted and a bit more mellow for those three days you were gone. However, when he learns of your return, his demeanor is suddenly lifted.

That is until he hears you’re admitted to the Butterfly Estate for a head injury.

“Tanjiro!” He turns around to the source of the voice, recognizing Murata as the one calling him.

“Hey man! Good thing I caught you. I need you to give this to __(y/n), please. I’d give it myself, but I feel a bit guilty since I was on the mission with them. I got too distracted by the enemy and I wasn’t there when they needed me. But anyway, please tell __(y/n) that I’ll see them later. I have to give the report to Oyakata-sama.” Murata hands him a small bouquet of flowers, turning towards their master’s home.

“Wait! But…is __(y/n) okay?” Tanjiro was worried about your current state.

“Yeah, they’re fine. When the medics came, they said it was a minor concussion, but they still needed to be admitted and monitored. Anyway, I really gotta go. Thanks again, Tanjiro!”

“Y-yeah. You’re welcome! Good luck!” He tells Murata as he stares down at the flowers. Tanjiro also starts to feel guilty for not presenting a gift and feels slightly inferior to Murata. He immediately shakes that thought out of his head, almost forgetting his secret mission. He wasn’t supposed to feel competitive towards his friend. He promised Murata to help his feelings reach you.

————————————

“Tanjiro-kun!” You beamed at him, your heart happily leaping that he is your first guest and the sight of flowers in his hands. You tried to calm yourself, not wanting to look too gleeful at the assumption that the bouquet was for you.

“__(y/n)! I’m glad you’re okay. I’m sorry to hear about your concussion. Is it painful?” Tanjiro continues to eye your bandage.

“I had a massive headache earlier, but I got some medicine from Aoi-chan, so, it’s much better now."

"That’s good.” He almost forgets that he is still holding the flowers. “These are for you."

"Aw, Tanjiro, thank you! These are so nice.” You gladly accept them, inspecting and admiring the flowers’ beauty.

“They’re actually from Murata-san. He was really worried about you and wanted you to have these. He wanted to give them to you right away, but he said he has to meet with Oyakata-sama."

"O-oh! I see. I have to thank him later.” You were both surprised and disappointed that it didn’t come from Tanjiro, but you were still grateful for the small gesture. You just wished it was from the boy who you had a crush on. “Well, thank you for delivering them."

Did Tanjiro only visit to give you the flowers as instructed? You thought he was here on his own and that he was truly concerned. Maybe he was, but it did seem as if he was here only for Murata.

"You’re welcome. So, what exactly happened on your mission?” He starts the conversation, but suddenly, you’re not in the mood for visitors at the moment. Yet part of you doesn’t want him to go away.

Before you answer, it was as if someone else decided for you and a knock was heard following the sound of the door opening. It was Aoi with a small tray of tea, medication, and bandages.

“Sorry, Tanjiro, but __(y/n) needs their treatment and rest. You can visit them later."

"Oh, right. Sorry about that.” Tanjiro stands up, putting his chair aside as he smiles at you. “I’ll see you later? I hope you feel better soon."

"Thanks, Tanjiro. See you later.” You wave a hand to him before he exits the room.

That evening, Murata had visited you as promised, updating you on what had happened before you lost consciousness during the mission. He apologizes repeatedly, even getting on the floor to show how guilty he felt for not protecting you. You reassure him it was okay and that you were not mad at all.

Then the conversation turns into a very different subject. Murata begins to confess his feelings to you and how he had asked Tanjiro to help him scout information on you. Murata tells you everything, again feeling guilty for using Tanjiro as a middle person instead of him going directly to you. He was too shy and afraid of your reaction and thought that the plan in his mind would work out.

However, cupid’s arrow decided to go a different route and Murata knew to not stand in its way. Another reason why he decided to bring this up now was due to his curiosity. Though he knew his chances of being with you was low, he knew he’d regret it if he never asked.

Unfortunately for him, his assumptions were right. You couldn’t return his feelings, but he was happy you weren’t too upset at him for what he did. He also begged you to not be angry at Tanjiro, solely taking the blame on himself. You again reassured him that all was well and that you were not upset at anyone. Instead you apologized that you couldn’t reciprocate his feelings.

Once the awkward tension disappears, you’re glad that you still have a friend. You have a quick and light conversation with him and before he leaves for the night, you make sure to thank him for the flowers. Once you’re alone, you sigh loudly to yourself, slightly shocked at what you learned.

Tanjiro was only talking to you for Murata and not because he wanted to get to know you. You knew you couldn’t be angry at anyone, but you definitely felt different with Tanjiro. You’re so upset that your crush didn’t want to get close to you willingly. You sigh again, mentally yelling at yourself to not think so much about it and that it was to be expected that Tanjiro might not feel the same as you. But that thought definitely made small cracks in your heart.

————————————

“What? You told __(y/n) everything?!” Tanjiro exclaims, surprised at Murata’s bold move. He was so frightened to even talk to you yet here he was telling Tanjiro that he finally confessed to you.

“Yeah, I did. I felt too guilty and it was definitely wrong of me to make you be the middleman. I should’ve had more courage in the beginning instead of involving you. So, I’m really sorry for the trouble."

"It’s no trouble at all. I’m not upset. I’m just shocked you told them the truth. Were they mad?"

"No, not one bit. __(y/n) actually apologized that they didn’t like me back, but I told them it was okay. We’re still friends, but I’m not gonna lie and say it doesn’t suck.”

“I’m really sorry about that, Murata-san.” Tanjiro places a comforting hand on his shoulder.

“It’s fine. I mean, I had a feeling it wouldn’t work out, but hey, I think you have a good chance with them!"

"Me? What makes you say that?” Tanjiro blushes at the mention of you and him potentially being lovers.

“Well, I’m gonna be honest with you, another reason why I decided to tell __(y/n) the truth was I started to notice something. The way you look at them and when you talk about them, your facial expression and tone become different. And different in a good way. You get super excited and happy, which isn’t a bad thing! But that means you totally have a thing for __(y/n), right? And I’m not gonna be mad or jealous at all. If anything, you guys have my blessing! I can see how much you really care for ___(y/n) and I don’t think I’m the right match for them.”

“Hold on, now I don’t want you to feel like I’m trying to take them away from you. I hope I didn’t seem that way.” Tanjiro frowns, confused at Murata’s sudden disinterest in pursuing you. He really had every intention of helping his friend!

“God no! I know you’re not that type. I’m just saying, the way you look at __(y/n) and the way they look at you…there’s definitely something there and I’m not gonna get in between that."

"Y-you really think so?"

"It is so obvious, even the other three know it.” Murata was referring to Zenitsu, Inosuke, and Nezuko. They bid each other good night after a while, the Kamado boy smiling to himself as he felt relieved that he didn’t have to play matchmaker anymore. It also felt good to finally admit his feelings for you to himself.

————————————

You were off of bedrest for a while, but decided to avoid the Kamaboko group for a bit. You were confused and conflicted after Murata’s confession and decided you wanted to either be by yourself or with a different group of friends such as Genya and Kanao. You were glad that this week you were paired with Genya for training, but trying to start conversations with him wasn’t the same. He either didn’t say much or he froze up.

While you were on break from training, you decided to sit out on the engawa where you and Tanjiro usually sat at the Butterfly Mansion. You shook your head to clear your mind of the memory, focusing on meditating and total concentration breathing. You and Tanjiro were in different groups so you had assumed your breaks wouldn’t overlap.

“___(y/n)!” Ah, what timing. Normally, you’d love to spend time with Tanjiro, but you were so disappointed that it hurt to think about him.

“Hey, Tanjiro.” You smile slightly as you stand to greet him.

“It’s been a while. How is your head?”

“Much better. I’m all healed up and was cleared to practice my sword and techniques.” You tried to be polite, but deep down, you just wanted to leave.

“That’s good. I heard you’re in a different group this week. How has it been? Are they treating you well? We all miss you, you know. Me, Zenitsu, Inosuke, and Nezuko.”

“Tanjiro…you know, you don’t have to keep hanging out with me.” You felt like you were going to explode if you didn’t get the burden off your chest.

“What do you mean?” Tanjiro frowned, shocked at your response.

“Murata-kun told me everything. From how he likes me to how you tried to help him. I’m not mad, I’m just a bit surprised.“ You avoided looking at him, your eyes moving from the clouds, trees, and the ground. "So, you don’t have to force yourself to spend time with me anymore. I know you have a busy schedule so I wouldn’t want to take that away from you. We can still hang out, like all four of us when we have a bit of extra time, but you know. . .you don’t have to go out of your way to get to know me anymore either. I wouldn’t want you to do anything you didn’t want to."

Why did it hurt so much telling him that? If he was only being around you for the sake of his friend, that wouldn’t be fair to him. You didn’t want to be selfish, but not seeing him as often as usual was going to be a bit. . .lonely.

"But __(y/n), it’s reall-"

"Tanjiro, really, it’s fine. Like I said, I’m not mad or upset. But anyway, I actually have to go. . .so. . .see you around.” You bowed your head slightly at the male before walking towards the exit, telling your heart to be strong and to not let your emotions on display. You didn’t want Tanjiro to feel like he had to comfort you. You were done getting your hopes up.

“Wait!” Tanjiro was too slow to respond, too stunned and panicked to get his thoughts organized. You were already gone, but Tanjiro caught a scent of sadness from you before you left. He could feel his heart unhappily thump against his ribcage, causing a small pain as his eyes watered more than usual.

————————————

The rest of the day and the next week was difficult for both of you. You were used to the routine of spending a few minutes of alone time, but now, your alone time was spent, well, alone. You tried to nap during down time, but it was hard without thinking about Tanjiro.

The checkered haori slayer was the same, thinking about you and wondering how you were and if the both of you were going to have normal conversations again. He sighed, trying to speak with you, but was always interrupted either by you saying you had something to attend to or busy with missions and training. While Tanjiro thinks of a way to communicate with you, his thoughts are now directed towards his crow flying above him.

“Caw! Caw! Kamado, Tanjiro! Here are your orders. Head to the Takayama village and hunt the two demons terrorizing the village. The two demons have raided the neighboring towns and continue to spread their chaos. You will be with a team of four, who you are to meet at the front gate now. Prepare yourself well! Caw!” The black bird flies away and Tanjiro gathers his belongings and Nezuko before heading to the meeting place.

He sees you standing by the gate, bidding your ___(bird) farewell as it flies away. Once his footsteps catch your attention, you turn to greet the person. You freeze slightly, recognizing Tanjiro and you couldn’t believe your luck. Your heart was pounding and you were slightly nervous, remembering how awkward it was between the two of you.

“Hey, Tanjiro.” You politely greet him, giving him a small wave.

“Hey, __(y/n).” He replies back, stopping a good distance from you. His heart was also racing, feeling the tension swirling around you and him. But this was his chance! The rest of the group wasn’t here yet.

“__(y/n), I really need to talk to you. I know that we haven-"

"Alright!! Let’s go kill some demons!"

"Why do you look so happy?! Don’t you know we’re gonna die?” Zenitsu begrudgingly walks to the front gate with Inosuke in front of him.

“Hah! As if! I’m gonna kill them first!” Inosuke replies back.

“Oh, Inosuke-kun, Zenitsu-kun! It’s been a while since we’ve been on a mission together.” You mentally let out a sigh of relief, happy that you didn’t have to engage in an awkward conversation. Tanjiro frowns at the interruption, his heart growing a bit heavier as he can feel any hope of you two patching things up slowly disappearing.

The five of you head towards your destination, reaching near the village by nightfall. Most of the people in the town were hiding in their homes, not a single soul was out in the streets. They have heard rumors about their surrounding towns being attacked by demons and became frightened of becoming victims.

“We should split up. If there are two demons, we can find them faster if we’re separated.” Tanjiro suggests.

“I can look for them by myself!” Inosuke unsheathes his swords.

“No, you won’t. Don’t underestimate them, Inosuke. Your safety comes first, not competing on who can kill who faster.” Tanjiro advises as the boar man stares at him with a giddy expression. “Anyway, I’ll go with Inosuke. Zenitsu, you go with __(y/n)."

You were a bit surprised he didn’t try to pair himself with you, but you figured now wasn’t the time to ponder too deeply into it. The four of you head into the woods, splitting into different directions with your partners.

————————————

Zenitsu screams loudly as a figure shoots out from above, attempting to pounce on you both.

"Perfect! I’ll be ahead of the game once I eat you two.” He shouts, opening his mouth wide to dip his fangs into your flesh. Zenitsu runs behind a tree, trembling in fear while you go to swipe at the demon’s face. He immediately dodges your swing, but quickly attacks again.

You learn that the demon was competing with the second one and they were playing a sick game on who could consume the most by the end of the night. Because of how much he’s been eating consistently almost every night, his strength was difficult to handle.

Zenitsu watches in horror as the demon slashes at your back and arm, soaking your uniform with blood. After exchanging a few blows, you and the enemy are pushed back onto the ground, just a few feet apart. Your partner whimpers loudly when the monster crawls to you and grabs your ankle tightly, his sharp nails puncturing through your skin and muscle. He roughly lifts you up, spinning you a few times before throwing you against the tree the thunder user was hiding behind.

“You’re next.” He laughs, slowly walking towards Zenitsu and you as you momentarily lose consciousness.

“__(y/n)!” Zenitsu is by your side, panicking at the damage you received. He scolds himself for not participating in the fight and thinks how lucky he was to have a friend like you to tolerate his cowardly behavior. He also thinks of Tanjiro, knowing he would be so disappointed and angry to allow you to get hurt.

“Run, Zenitsu. . .” You knew how hard this was for him. “I got thi. . .I’ll catch up, I promise.” You struggled to get up, but your injured ankle sends a sharp pain up your leg and through your spine, causing you to momentarily be paralyzed. You calmed yourself, readjusting to the pain. You look at Zenitsu, telling him again to hurry and leave.

“I. . .I won’t!” He refuses as he unsheathes his sword, blocking the demon’s attack. You argue back that you could handle the demon by yourself and you’ll find him once you are finished.

“Zenitsu, listen to me! I told you I got-”

“No, __(y/n)! I can’t just leave you! I won’t let the person who Tanjiro loves die! He’ll be heartbroken if you’re gone. I don’t want him or any of us to go through that!”

“T-t-tanjiro. . .loves me?” You stare at him with wide eyes, shocked and in disbelief at the indirect confession. "Wait. . .what? Why? And how? How do you know he loves me? Did he tell you?“

"He didn’t have to tell me! I could tell by his sound. . .there’s this noise his heart makes and it’s been there for a while and it gets stronger everyday!" Zenitsu explains quickly as he runs away from the demon’s attacks.

"Are you sure? Like are you really sure?” Your heart was pounding quickly but it wasn’t from the battle.

“Yes! Of course! He’s been falling for you since the beginning but he was holding himself back to give you away to Murata because Tanjiro knew that Murata had feelings for you!"

"Really? Does Tanjiro still have the noise? Do I have the noise? Does Inosuke and Nezuko know about this, too?”

“Should we really be talking about this right now!?” He screeches, becoming distracted by your torrent of questions as he almost misses blocking a set of sharp claws. You apologize quickly, forcing yourself to stand up and refocus on your mission.

However, as soon as you stood up, Zenitsu was thrown to you, knocking you to the floor once again. The demon charges to your direction, licking his lips in anticipation. Before you could switch spots with your partner to take the blow for him, a third person emerges from the trees.

“Found you!” Inosuke yells, but his twin swords miss your assailant. “Huh? You’re not the demon we were just fighting.”

“__(y/n)! Zenitsu!” You turn your head to Tanjiro’s voice and frown at the injuries on his person. Taking a deep breath, you concentrated your energy and mentality on the battle. You thought of multiple moves and plans to secure victory, sharing your ideas with the others. The second demon that Inosuke and Tanjiro were targeting found them, but instead of teaming up with his competition, their greed cost them.

They argued constantly on who was going to eat who, which you and the others took advantage of whenever their attention was elsewhere. It definitely was not easy defeating the two, but it made things easier with your team. It took hours to defeat them which left you all panting on the floor from exhaustion, but you were grateful for another successful mission.

————————————

You were the first to recover during your three day stay at the Butterfly Estate. Thankfully, your injuries were only mild, but the other three were recovering a bit slower than you. You were okay to return for training and missions tomorrow so you were planning on making the best out of the rest of your day.

“May I sit here?” You look to your left to see Tanjiro standing a few feet away from you.

“Oh! Hey Tanjiro, did Shinobu-san medically clear you also?” You gently pat the empty seat beside you, indicating for him to take the spot beside you.

“Yeah, just a few minutes ago.” He answers as he situates himself on the engawa.

“That’s good. Now we wait for Inosuke and Zenitsu."

"Yeah.” Tanjiro says softly, looking at the ground in front of him. He doesn’t wait too long to give you the opportunity to leave like before, needing to release the heaviness on his chest.

“I-I’m sorry! Please forgive me!” The burgundy haired slayer shouts suddenly, almost scaring you from the sudden burst of noise. “I know you’re upset with me because of what happened with Murata. I’m sure you must have felt angry and sad and you kept that to yourself all this time just to spare my and Murata’s feelings. You went through a lot because of my carelessness. I shouldn’t have agreed to help Murata-san had I known I was going to fall for you, too. But __(y/n), you’re wonderful. You’re kind, sweet, selfless, strong, funny, beautiful, and you make me feel so. . .so happy. So please, please know that I don’t regret or feel that the time I spent with you was a waste. I loved every second of it. It was the best part of my day and I always looked forward to it. I’m really sorry, __(y/n). I know I don’t expect you to forgive me right away or not be upset, but I miss you so much. I miss your company. I miss laughing with you. I miss sharing memories and secrets with each other. I just miss us being okay."

You gently lift his shoulders from the ground after watching him bow lowly to you.

"Tanjiro, of course I forgive you. I was never going to stop talking to you. I just wanted some time for myself. I know I might have seemed upset at you, but I was more upset about the situation." Your chest has a tiny knot from hearing him express how he felt. "I can’t be mad at you if you didn’t have feelings for me and wanted to help Murata. I was just confused and felt extremely dumb because I liked you, but when he told me everything, well I definitely felt embarrassed and disappointed.”

“I’m really, really sorry, __(y/n).” His heart would have done a happy leap when you mentioned your feelings for him. Instead, he was thinking of all the 'what ifs’ scenarios. Would things be different if he admitted his feelings earlier?

“Do you regret. . .falling for me?” You ask quietly, afraid of his answer, but curiosity would not let you hold back.

“No, not at all! Never! I’m glad that my heart chose you. I just wish the situation could have been different. But like I said, I truly enjoyed getting to know you.”

“I enjoyed your company and your 21 questions.” You chuckle slightly. “Do you still have feelings for me?"

"Y-yes, I do. They haven’t gone away.” Tanjiro looks down shyly, but his head shoots up quickly when he feels a pair of soft lips make quick contact with his own.

“Me, too.” You send a small smile, scooting a bit closer to him. Although the kiss was short, he was left speechless, almost as if he was questioning if it truly happened. You start to get a bit nervous at his silence, looking at Tanjiro meekly. He responds back with a swift peck on your lips as well, both of your faces now painted with red.

When you both finally have the courage to face each other, you share a laugh as you feel confident enough to snuggle into his side. You rest your head on his shoulder, snaking your arms around his. He, too, is feeling bold as the arm that was being held takes your hand and holds it firmly. You and Tanjiro say nothing, letting your hearts do the talking with the sound of their beating.

113 notes · View notes