Zenitsu One-Shots

And I'm Nothing Like You

This was supposed to go very differently yet I lost my train of thought, but hey here you go I guess, it's inspired by "Love Like You"

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"Yes that would extremely helpful, thank you Aoi!" Tanjiro's sweet voice chirped in, it was music, it was remarkable how Tanjiro could easily win someone's favour with his voice. His smile was warm, warmer than any Zenitsu had ever seen, and his eyes slowly closed, symbolising kindness. Zenitsu let an audible huff out, it was irritating when Tanjiro would do such kind gestures to others, winning over their favour with his tone of voice, it made Zenitsu jealous he couldn't fulfil such a role. His stupid hair, and his damn forehead. Aoi gives a smile, it seems his praise made her face morph into a new expression, why couldn't Zenitsu do such a thing? He's attempted to make others smile, yet he fails instead resulting in an angered scowl from them.

It turns out Zenitsu was in his head for a rather long daunting period as he came to notice Tanjiro's face rather close to his, his face flushed a light red. He jumped back with a started noise escaping his lips, he was embarrassed by his reaction, and he hadn't expected Tanjiro to be that close to his face. "Are you frustrated?"

Zenitsu tried to change his demeanour, yet Tanjiro could smell his irritation. He tends to forget about Tanjiro's keen sense of smell and that if you want to hide your emotions you cannot plaster a smile on your face and claim you are happy; instead, you must suppress any emotion to hide it from his nose. Zenitsu's mind overworked itself trying to formulate any sort of reasoning, Inosuke came to mind first, that was self-explanatory, he had always driven Zenitsu to anger, yet he somehow adored him too. Yet Zenistu hadn't come into contact with Inosuke today, and maybe Tanjiro's dog-like nose would smell the absence of Inosuke.

"Euhhgh- It was how you left Aoi such a hard job, yeah, hah." Tanjiro smiles, yet it felt more teasing than comfort-filled.

"If you worry so much, offer to do the job Zenitsu" Tanjiro smirks, to which Zenitsu scowls, what was his problem today? As if Zenitsu was to take responsibility to wash the robes of the residents in the Butterfly Mansion, the towels that have probably touched their bare asses, then again a girl's breasts could have touched those towels, yet Zenitsu wasn't a pervert and that thought grossed him out. Not to mention how late into the day it was, he could have finished loads of laundry late into the night with a potential demon lurking around, he'd have to carry his katana and shake in fear with laundry. Yet if Aoi took such a job her risk of dying was higher than his, he hadn't wanted such a tragedy to occur, he let out a loud audible sigh, making his way to Aoi. Fuck you Tanjiro.

"Aoi, I was wondering if I could take the laundry job." She shot a glance of confusion, Zenitsu shrunk under it contemplating his rather forced decision, he felt as though Tanjiro manipulated him into volunteering to do this job, yet again something he couldn't do that Tanjiro does with ease.

"You? That's odd, you never take a job when a demon could lurking around, that's something Tanjiro would have done." Zenitsu frowns hearing Tanjiro's name, hates the fact he can't be compared to Tanjiro and starts to understand Inoksuke's frustration, yet part of him can understand why.

"Yeah, he sort of forced me..." Zenitsu blurted out, his body aching with frustration. Aoi giggles.

"He really felt bad huh? He has a great heart... I wonder how he even convinced you to take the job, you're very stubborn." Aoi stated blatantly, handing Zenitsu the pile of clothes. Zenistu sighed, the trip was to a pond to which he would boil the water, wait for it to cool off and soak the clothes fully, then collect the pile and leave them to dry and rocks, benches, stands, anything.