[This is more of a filler, but do as you will with it kekek (Lately I've been loving this song and it's name^) ]
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Trigger Warning: Mentions of violence and strong language
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"Eh?" You gawked with wide eyes at Urokodaki.
In his outstretched hand was a neatly folded clothing in (F/C) as he repeated his statement."Your clothes looked worned out, wear this kimono to cover up some skin, alright?"
"Consider it as a gift from us." Hiroshi piped beside him with a closed eye smile on his proud face. You stared at them dumbfounded as realization hit you like a bus. "So that's why you guys are always away at night? To get me this?" You whispered in disbelief as you shakily took the kimono in your hands.
"Yeah, sensei thought it would be nice to give you a present. I on the other hand agreed because I'm sick of mending your clothes for you, and I'm quite worried that one day your bobs will spew out of your suit from a small tear." He chuckled with a playful smirk that only made your eyes watery.
You sprung up and enraptured them in a huge bear hug as you gleefully snuggled them closer. "You guys! You have no idea how much I fockin love youuu!!" You cried in pure gratitude as the two hesitantly returned the hug with a strain from your crushing grip.
"W-We get it, (Y/N). Now p-please, just wear it, you're g-gonna snap our spines." The hazel eyed boy grunted making you let go of them with a huge grin on your face. "On it!" Was what you said before dashing off to your shared bedroom and began to change.
"Are you okay, sensei?" Hiro cautiously asked as he had an arm around Urokodaki, his heroic impulse of helping the elderly kicking in. "I'm fine." The man reassured as he stretched his back that made a popping sound, he was suprised that you had that brute strength from hugging alone.
As the two were recovering from your bear hug you slipped onto your new clothes, carefully putting everything on to not tear anything.
'Feeling cute today, might as well go all out. ' You thought with a smug smirk before starting to fix your (Hair/Type) (H/C) hair into an elegant updo with a few strands falling down your face.
Reaching up to your scarfed friend's hidden stash of crushed Jasmin flowers, you took a small amount and mixed it with water before dabbing it onto your neck, wrists and practically everywhere you can apply it on.
'Why does Hiro have this makeshift perfume stash when he already smells naturally flowery? ' You wondered before shrugging the thought off, hiding his small compartment back and picked up your katana and some wooden swords to pass time before exiting the house with an air of confidence wafting around you.
Not to brag, but you definitely felt like a boss bitch in your new outfit.
You wore a bright smile when you saw Urokodaki-san calmly meditating before turning his head to your direction.
"I'm heading out, dad. Thanks again for the kimono!" You beamed whilst waving to him as you began your daily walk through the forest.
He hummed as his gaze followed your figure as he thought of you being his treasured daughter that he never had.
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Sworded Hero [Demon Slayer x BNHA!reader]
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