Sweet Music (Tanjiro Kamado x reader)

Takeda no Komoriuta

"Raise your glasses, boys!"

The boar-headed Inosuke thrusts his cup in the air, almost sloshing his tea all over the table.

The other two boys laugh and raise their cups much more gently.

"Here's to another demon defeated!" you cheer, a happy flush creeping its way across your face. "And here's to another mission that we've survived!"

"Here here!" Zenitsu calls, lowering his cup and taking a sip.

You throw your head back and drink the rest of your tea with a single gulp.

It was only a couple of hours ago that you'd been in the heat of battle, fighting a many-eyed demon that warped the senses of its victims.

You and the three boys- Inosuke, Zenitsu, and Tanjiro- had been working together for a couple of months leading up to the event, but regardless of how well you fought together, this was a hard-won battle that left you all with your fair share of scrapes and bruises.

As you set your cup down with a gentle clink, you reexamine the boys' injuries.

Inosuke was the worst off, according to the doctor you'd seen a few short minutes ago. He had several broken ribs and a fractured ankle. 

Zenitsu hadn't fared much better, also having multiple broken ribs and a cracked arm. 

Tanjiro, much to your surprise, emerged from the battle relatively unscathed. He has only a couple of broken ribs, a concussion, and some deep tissue bruising. He would be back on his feet before any of the other guys for sure.

Your eyes stall on Tanjiro for a good couple of seconds before you turn your attention back to your empty cup with a smile.

Tanjiro... now, that boy is something special.

You've been enamored with Tanjiro from the moment you met him, and he's only continued to impress you the more you've gotten to know him.

Earlier that night, Tanjiro had thrown you out of the way as the demon raked it's claws towards you, taking the blow for you.

You're sure that he would've done the same for anyone else, but it still meant the world to you.

"That demon was no match for us!" Inosuke laughs, shoving some more sweet potato into his mouth. "I can't wait for the next bastard to show up!"

"I sure can," Zenitsu responds as he holds his hand up to his head. "That guy was tough! I wouldn't have made it out if it wasn't for y/n."

You smile as Zenitsu beams at you.

Zenitsu had been seized by the demon early on in the battle, and you'd retrieved him just before Inosuke sliced the demon's head off.

"It's no problem, Zenitsu," you laugh, leaning over and elbowing him with a wink. "I'd save you any day."

Zenitsu blushes and wiggles around, touching his two index fingers together.

Tanjiro gives him a dull look before munching on his sweet potatoes and rice passionately.

"If you're thanking anyone," you suddenly feel the need to tack on, "it should be Tanjiro. If he hadn't saved me, I'm sure Inosuke would've taken your head off along with the demon's."

"I would not have!" Inosuke protests, but the other boys understand that you're joking and laugh.

"It's my pleasure to have protected you, y/n," Tanjiro says with a heartwarming smile. "I would have done the same for anyone else."