☘︎︎ 𝙏𝙖𝙣𝙟𝙞𝙧𝙤 𝙃𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙢 ☘︎︎

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟸𝟺

I write gay love for 400thousand people.... WHAT AM I DOING WITH MY LIFE

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{Muchiro POV}
"Hey...Obanai, can we go watch Tanjiro asleep?" I asked the serpent pillar since we had teamed up to win Tanjiro's heart.

It was a little weird but I enjoyed watching him in such a peaceful state. So precious and calm.

"What the fuck? That's weird as hell" iguro hissed at me, clearly not supporting of the idea. I rolled my eyes towards the window, looking at the dark clouds that were quite visible in the night sky.

What was that one called again?

Ugh I can't remember

Maybe Obanai will know

"Iguro-san do you remember the name of those clouds?" I asked, pointing towards the small window.

"Eh? I don't know, and I don't care. I'm going to bed" He grunted before flipping himself on the floor and covering himself with the blanket.

"Ok, well I'm going to see Tanjiro" I stated bluntly before walking out of his room and towards Tanjiro's.

Before the door even closed, I felt someone grab my wrist. Stopping me from going any further. I slowly turned my head to see Obanai again "I thought you were going to sleep?" I hummed, whipping my wrist from his hold and walking again.

"Alright alright! I'll come..." Obanai finally decided, making me smile a little as we arrived at his door.

"He never locks it" I whispered, turning the handle slowly as to not make any noise. "I'm getting serious stalker vibes Tokito..." Obanai voiced from behind me, making my nose scrunch in annoyance.

"Don't be stupid" I replied in a hushed tone, opening the door and stepping in the room.

I turned to the serpent pillar and put a finger up to my mouth, signalling for him to be quiet. He rolled his eyes once I pointed to the lump underneath of blankets of Tanjiro's bed.

I slowly crept forward to see his face, however the closer I got; the more it looked as if he weren't there.

Surly he's there thought right?

....he must me!

Where else would he be?

Slightly panicked, I pulled the covers back a little only for a couple of pillows to roll out from its place.

"Fuck"

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{third person POV}

"My dear, I can't give you your present if you don't come closer" Douma spoke, hands outstretched as he tried the become Tanjiro closer to himself.

"If I come closer, I'm taking my sword" the boy reasoned, he didn't want to risk it.

"Fine fine! Just don't chop my head off!" Douma joked, even thought that is what Tanjiro desperately wanted to do.

Tanjiro swiftly bent down and picked up his sword from the floor, keeping it prepared in his hands as he walked closer to the demon.

"Ok, what do you want?" Tanjiro asked once he was about half a meter away from Douma.

The demon let an ear to ear grin plaster his features, sharp canines on show as he reached into his back pocket and pulled out a vial of blood.

His blush seemed to redden as he saw how confused Tanjiro looked "do you know what this is my dear?" Douma attempted to put a hand on Tanjiro's shoulder but was met with the tip of his sword pointing dangerously on his throat.

"Don't come closer" Tanjiro warned, teeth gritted as he sniffed the air for any signs of foul play.

"Ok! No touchy feely, completely understandable!" Douma quickly replied, retracting his hand from Tanjiro's face.

"Who's blood is that" Tanjiro asked with his sword still pointing towards the demons neck, referring to the vial of which was in Douma's hand.

"Glad you asked my love! This... this is for you! Very valuable. I worked hard for this"

Tanjiro raised an eyebrow, he didn't quite connect the dots yet.

Douma smiled sinisterly, his eyes drifting to the sword which was pointed towards his neck. "Sorry my dear, this isn't going to work" Douma hissed, his entire demeanour changing as his eyes became darker.

Suddenly, the upper moon released a spout of ice, freezing Tanjiro's sword to the floor along with his hands. The demon made quick work of spinning behind the demon slayer and wrapping a hand around his neck.

"Don't move my love, or I'll kill you" Douma voiced in a mocking tone; sharp nails digging into his soft flesh.

Tanjiro gritted his teeth with a sharp hiss, how had he been so stupid? What was Douma going to do to him?

Refusing to be captured once again, Tanjiro used his free legs to deliver a harsh kick at the demon's let's say... 'sensitive area'

"Ow! You bitch, no need to play dirty" Douma scowled, holding his crotch in agony as he fell to the ground, releasing the hold on his neck in the process.

Taking his chance, Tanjiro straight up head butted the ice which held him to the ground, freeing both his hands and sword.

He didn't hesitate to take off into the woods back in the direction of the butterfly mansion, looking for anyone to alert about Douma's presence.

'Shit shit shit shit, I'm fucking dead, you idiot Tanjiro! Why would you trust a demon!' He cursed himself while speeding through the woods, expertly missing out all the branches and perilous roots that threatened to trip him up.

Out of nowhere, Douma appeared in front of Tanjiro; making him forcefully stop and fall to the floor in surprise "your not going anywhere my love" Douma warned, using his blood demon art again to make powdered ice which would stop someone's breathing.

However, he only made enough to make him pass out since he didn't want to kill Tanjiro.

Douma watched gleefully as the light slowly faded from Tanjiro's eyes, limbs going floppy as the lightheaded feeling forced him to uselessly drop the sword to his side as his head was weighted down to the floor.

"Ahh... you made this much more difficult that it had to be my dearest" Douma sighed, crouching down to the unconscious boy and using his claw to create a deep gash in the back of Tanjiro's neck.

Popping open the cap of the vial of blood, Douma happily poured the liquid into the wound.

He stood up, scanning Tanjiro's alluring body for a while before Muzan called him back; leaving Tanjiro laying unconscious on the forest floor.

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"Muchiro! Come here I found him!" Obanai yelled, allertimg the mist pillar to stop their search for Tanjiro.

They hadn't told anyone of his disappearance and decided to look for him themselves due to their pure stubbornness.

Obanai panicked once he saw Tanjiro laying deathly still upon the floor; blood seeping from a gash in his neck and a badly bleeding forehead.

Other than that though, Tanjiro had not changed at all.

He was completely fine.

He was resistant to Muzan's blood.

Tanjiro was immune...

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I ate a human arm the other day, it was bussin ngl