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: ̗̀➛ tanjiro × fem! reader
꒰ 𝙛𝙡𝙪𝙛𝙛, 𝙨𝙛𝙬꒱
✎ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 ; tanjiro gets saved by
a demon and they become friends, but
nothing lasts forever
ᝰ started . april. 13
ᝰ status . ongoing ( s...
Tanjiro's eyes fluttered open the next day to rays of sunshine flowing through the cracks of the windows. He was bandaged and his hair was somewhat damp. He groaned in pain as he sat up and looked around at a place that was unfamiliar as his eyes readjusted. He had bandages on his head and arms, last time he noticed, they weren't there.
'What the hell happened...?'
All Tanjiro could remember was being ambushed and collapsing in the middle of a forest when he got away due to exhaustion and blood loss. However, he doesn't remember ending up here. Once his eyes adjusted to the morning shine, he was in a bedroom which looked much like a cave.
'How am I even still alive? And where did these bandages come from? Sheesh, I'm stupid. Someone would've saved me otherwise that would explain the bandages. Is this their room?'
He looked around, admiring the room he was staying in. From everything to the tiny cracks in the sediment walls, to the lights and plants decorating the interior of the room. Tanjiro thought he should leave since he didn't want to be so much trouble for someone. His limp and tired body took a while to stand up and hold his balance on his blade. He limped down the hallway and found a flight of stairs.
'This is going to take a while.'
[Le time skip ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ brought to you by Tanjiro's broken bones]
Tanjiro finally got down to the end of the stairs, panting from exhaustion. He reached a wide-spaced living room covering in even more decor than the few rooms he passed on his way down. Then something hit him.
The whole house had a demons' scent and it just passed him by, he couldn't even notice. He thought that whoever brought him here was going to eat him instead. That made him worry.
"Daijobu?"
A sweet calling voice came from behind him. It was a girl who seemed to be proper and polite. She had [hair/color] complimenting her [skin/color] and [eye/color] with a [kimono/color] and [pin/color]. Her [eye/color] orbs were soft, and what he smelled off of her was sophistication and respect though she was a demon.
"Who are you, and why did you bring me here?" He asked as he raised his sword to the bridge of her neck.
"I'm [last/name] [first/name], and I brought you here after you collapsed outside of my home," she explained.
Tanjiro accidentally gazed at her [lip/color] as she was speaking, and tuned her out as he was daydreaming. She thought he was looking past her, so she snapped her fingers to regain his attention.
"I-I'm sorry!" Tanjiro lowered his sword.
"It's okay. It's as expected from Demon Slayers."
"Are you going to eat me? Your scent tells me you're a demon..."
"... No. I find human flesh and blood distasteful. I would rather eat nothing than eat humans."
"...Your home is very lovely. I'm Tanjiro, by the way."
"Thank you, I designed it myself, and it's a pleasure to meet you, Tanjiro. Would you like something to drink or eat?"
"... Sure."
[first/name] then walked down the hallway to where her kitchen stood, disappearing behind the doorway while Tanjiro stood there practically dumbfounded.
