DEMON SLAYER ONESHOTS

Memories ➵ K. Tanjiro x H. Inosuke

Inosuke Hashibira

I don't know when the little moments began to mean so much to me. This fuzzy feeling inside my chest will only ever come around when I'm with him. His smile made me weak and his laughter was so contagious, I found myself laughing as well.

He wasn't like anyone else. No one else would make me feel this way. He was special.

   It's pretty fucking insane. How can someone like him be so special to me? I don't need anyone. I don't want anyone to rely on.

   But when it comes to him, my doubts and sorrows fade away. Like a forgotten memory. It hurts to know that these feelings will never be reciprocated. They won't be known. I'm afraid of rejection.

   I can remember the day this warm, gentle feeling began pounding inside my chest. It's one of the memories I'll never forget.

ONE YEAR AGO ; 3rd person POV

   "Inosuke! Look what I got for you!" A boy with raven hair and burgundy tips called out to the boar headed male, startling the poor guy.

   "Kentaro, it's just you." Inosuke smiled, his eyes beginning to soft which surprised Tanjiro. Yet, the 15 year old boy shrugged it off. Must be one of Inosuke's lucky days.

   "I got you some Tempura! Your favorite."

A hue of pink dusted the boar head's cheeks, his emerald eyes glimmering with an emotion that he couldn't recognize himself. His heart practically melted inside him as butterflies erupted in his stomach, and that made him feel weak.

For the very first time, he was weak.

He lifted a hand and gently grabbed the box from Tanjiro's hands, his eyes never leaving the other's. A smile began to break out; one that Inosuke just couldn't bite back.

The rays of sun shone down at them, its light pooling around the two—so much that Inosuke swore that he could see a halo form above Tanjiro's head like the angel he was. Inosuke Hashibira found him fascinatingly beautiful.

"Thank you, Monjiro.." Inosuke whispered, smiling widely at the bento box in his hands. His insides felt warm and he couldn't refrain himself from smiling. At that moment, he didn't care.

He didn't care who was watching. He didn't care about any else. It was just him and Tanjiro. On that very planet.

And he loved the feeling.

PRESENT ; Inosuke Hashibira

   That memory never fails to make me feel the same way I've always had since the beginning. It will always bring a smile to my face.

   Ever since Monjiro bought me tempura, I would open up more often, cling myself onto him and never leave his side. I grew attached and I came to realize how dangerous that was. I was nearing a future that could potentially be my worst or my best.

   I was driving myself into a hell hole of emotions.

Though, I don't really remember feeling any heartbreak. Kentaro's always been so nice; giving me small kisses on my forehead, cuddling me when I feel lonely. Whenever he does, it sparks a hope inside me. A hope that I wish will soon come true.

Which brings in another memory. The day Monjiro gave me the hope that he possibly felt the same way.

SIX MONTHS AGO ; 3rd person POV