Fast paced footsteps are barely heard at the rink of midnight. One brown hand was at the hilt of the scabbard sheath, which held a reflective purple sword. Moon earrings along with a haori designed as a magical night swaying in the wind.
Quick foots...
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"You know someone is very special when days just don't seem right without them."
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As you know, Shinobu has been workin on a cure for Y/n for sometime now. She has gotten closer and closer.
Both Tanjirou and Kanao have had their fair share of hard days. And they've both had their own perspectives. So let's get into that.
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Tanjirou isn't okay.
The oldest Kamado has been in and out of it since he was told he couldn't see Y/n until she was better. That was months ago.
It's not like he's intentionally ignoring the world, his mind is just full of worried thoughts about Y/n. His mind's filled with unanswered questions, such as,
Will she be okay? How bad has the poison affected her? What does she look like right now? When will she wake up? Will she ever wake up?
And so much more.
It's weird, being so worried about a girl he barely knows. They have known each other for only a few months, barely that. The limited amount of times she's actually spoke to him, was very few. About six full times in counting. Which is less than Nezuko, who can't talk but still manages to hum as if she were.
But he still can't help himself caring for the brown girl. Maybe it's his kind heart and pure soul. Whatever it is, it's making him attached to the brown girl.
She's a mystery he wants to solve. An half empty heart he wants to fill. A dim star he wants to help shine.
There's so much about the girl he can't help but want to know. Even if she thinks it's stupid or dumb or not worth the time. Whatever it is, he wants to sit and listen.
Out of all the people he's met, she's definitely one of the hardest to get to know. Not like how Gyuu would literally run away when he sees Tanjirou. Or how bluntly rude Senami is.
No, she's not like them. His charm doesn't work on her. She doesn't crack, not even close.
Unlike them, she's still and kind. She doesn't try to run away from anyone or anything because they ask a question.
When being asked a question about herself and her past, she either stays quiet and stares blankly at whatever asked. Or walks away. But she doesn't avoid the question with all her might. She just refuses to tell her story to just anyone.
And Tanjirou doesn't want to be justanyone to her. He's not exactly sure what he wants to be to her, but it's not just anyone.
Tanjirou wants to be someone she can let her guard down with, and not regret it. He wants to be someone she can come to about anything, no matter how small. He wants to be the one she'll tell her story to.
