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TW: !! REGURGITATION !!
"Oh c'mon, [Name], you're the one who ate the soup." [Name] stuck two fingers down their throat as they regurgitated on the floor in front of the two siblings. They then shoved three fingers down their throat and tears welled up in their [eye color] eyes. Tanjiro scowled and jerked their hand out of their mouth and slapped them.
"Stop that. You're already frail enough." They remained still as they kept their eyes on the floor and held their hand with puke on them. Nezuko started to clean up the mess of the soup and picked up broken pieces of the bowl that previously fell at the altercation. Tanjiro walked out the door to get some towels and left the two in silence. The ravanette-haired girl looked at the weak and bruised Hashira.
Nezuko sadly looked at the Hashira that was serious, funny, and protective, now into a broken shell of that same person she missed so much. Their eyes were drained - soulless even - their body was fifty pounds lighter, their hair was a mess and matted - they were just an entirely different person than two months ago.
She stopped cleaning and crawled toward them then gently plopped herself in front of their still body. She leaned hesitantly to them and placed her head against their lowered one. She held their hand and kissed their head gently. 'I'm sorry. Please understand I'm only trying to get things better for you. Tanjiro just wants a better life for us.'
