𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒 ➪ 𝖨𝗇𝗈𝖳𝖺𝗇𝖹𝖾𝗇.

Bʀᴇᴀᴋ ғʀᴇᴇ

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free...? pt 3
Third Person Pov:

Tanjiro knew he was in trouble. If the thirty missed calls, twenty-seven voicemails, and forty-nine text messages from Giyuu didn't spark a flame, then the sudden call when he exited the jail let him know.

"Um— h-hello?" He answered hesitantly, quickly about to explain himself but was interrupted.

"Where the fuck are you?"

Tanjiro flinched back at the cold voice. He let his eyes leave the road for a slight moment before refocusing.

"I-I'm out." Tanjiro simply answered, trying not to panic but his stutter was most likely noticeable. "With a f-friend."

"Which friend?"

Tanjiro gripped the steering wheel tightly. He knew for a fact he was in for more than a scolding from Giyuu this time.

"Um... I-I'm with M-Muichiro." He lied, knowing damn well Giyuu didn't believe a single word coming out of his mouth.

Tanjiro ignored the fear seeping into his body as Giyuu chuckled dryly.

"Oh, that's funny. I just stopped by the Tokito's only to find out that they've been on vacation for the past two weeks."

Shit.

"Since I'd rather have this conversation at home, I'm going to hang up. Just be prepared, Tanjiro."

Tanjiro accidentally let go of the wheel in an attempt to catch Giyuu before he hung up. Quickly snatching the phone and refocusing once more.

"G-Giyuu! W-wait—!"

beep

"Fuck!" Tanjiro shouted, tears rising to his eyes and blurring his vision as he pulled over to the side not far from his house.

I shouldn't have left. I shouldn't have snuck out. I should have stayed with Giyuu. Giyuu is mad. Giyuu will hurt me.

I don't want to be hurt. I don't want to go back.

If I don't go back he'll hit me. He'll make me stay in the basement. They'll leave me alone. They'll punish me. They'll guilt trip me. They'll mess with—

No. No, that's not Giyuu. Giyuu's not them. Giyuu is not like them. He'll never be like them. He wouldn't hurt me. He wouldn't—

Banging on the car window is what startled Tanjiro out of his thoughts. An angry yet relieved Giyuu standing there alongside a worried Nezuko.

"Come inside, Tanjiro. You'll catch a cold if you're out here too long." Giyuu said the anger in his tone reduced to a minimum.

Tanjiro simply stared as they walked away, his hands shaking as he nervously turned the car off.

Should've stayed home.

"What were you thinking??!" Giyuu yelled, slamming his hand on the table. He was tired of having the same conversation with Tanjiro. "Were you even thinking at all?"

"I-I'm sorry—"

"No. No, you aren't sorry. You deliberately went behind my back after I've told you a thousand times not to go to them!" Giyuu interrupted. "I'm trying to keep you safe, Tanjiro. And I can't do that if you're going behind my back to visit those terrible people."