Sweet Music (Tanjiro Kamado x reader)

Shabondama

As Spring slowly turns into Summer, your bodies begin to heal. Inosuke is almost back to walking without a limp, Zenitsu is gaining proper control over his arm, and all of your ribs have stopped aching as much as they once did.

Unfortunately, with the turning of the seasons comes the turning of the weather, and the heat this year is almost unbearable.

"It's so hot!" Tanjiro groans, leaning back on the porch with his hand over his forehead.

You smile and continue to stomp on the clothing in the wash basin. You'd called dibs on doing laundry so that you could play around in the water, and poor Tanjiro was miserable.

"You could always help me out over here!" you laugh, playfully splashing some water towards him.

The water lands on his bare chest and sends him flying to his feet.

"You don't have to ask me twice!" he calls with a grin, running up to you and taking the wet pants you have in your hands.

You blush deeply as he leans up to sling the pants over the clothesline, his abdominal muscles rippling beneath his skin.

Before you can turn away, you suddenly hear Zenitsu's familiar wail of distress.

"Y/n chan!" Zenitsu calls, running up to you with his shirt in his hands. "I ripped my uniform!"

You frown and take the dark brown shirt, examining the fabric for damage. Sure enough, there's a large tear right across the back.

"How the hell did you manage to do that?" you ask, half in exasperation and half in admiration. "These things are supposed to be demon proof!"

Zenitsu blushes and rubs his neck.

"Inosuke cut me with his sword when he was chasing me," he explains.

You immediately gasp and get out of the basin of water.

"Did he break your skin?" you ask, looking over Zenitsu's skin with concern. "I'll get you patched up right away!"

"No, no!" Zenitsu responds, holding his hands out in front of him and still blushing madly. "He just snagged my uniform, I'm okay!"

Tanjiro laughs as he bats at the fabric on the clothesline.

"And you say I act motherly," he teases.

You roll your eyes and fold Zenitsu's shirt, tucking it under your arm.

"I think I saw a sewing kit inside the other day," you say, patting Zenitsu's shoulder. "I'll get your shirt patched up in no time."

Zenitsu smiles and thanks you, then asks if they can cut open the watermelon you'd bought in town.

"If you help Tanjiro with the laundry!" you reason, pushing Zenitsu towards the wash basin. "And you tell Inosuke that he's forbidden from eating any watermelon until he apologizes to you!"

"Yes, mom," Zenitsu says sarcastically.

Despite the annoyance in his voice, he's smiling.

You can't help but crack a faint smile of your own as you head back towards the hostel.

You've truly missed the feeling of being an older sibling, and these boys- well, save for Tanjiro- give you the chance to act like one again.

You step inside the stiflingly hot house and go to your room, where you'd seen the sewing kit a few days ago. Inside the top drawer of the wardrobe, you find what you were looking for... along with a couple stacks of thin fabric, one stack patterned with stripes and the other patterned with bubbles. There's one more stack of plain blue fabric, though it's much smaller.