Demon Slayer X Reader & headcanons [OPEN]

3. Wet towel (Genya x Female!Reader)

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✎Artist : Cicadia - Artstation
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✎Requested by Hakkaiproperty
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⚠️WARNING⚠️
Spoilers.
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Shinazugawa's Hashira training was hell on earth. Even the...what's his name again? Let's call him snake dude. Even snake dude was kinder than that and he was tying up those that failed!

"But at least, Shinazugawa introduced himself!" you said.

"No, he didn't," said your friend. "His name was just written on the portal." Oh. "Well, at least Snake dude gave breaks!" Your friend gasped. "You can't talk of Iguro-san like that. He's our superior!" You meticulously observed your comrade. "What?"

"You're too submissive, Akiko." Her ego broke into thousand pieces upon hearing such candour. "Anyway, I'm going to fetch myself a cold towel. Want one girlie?"

"I'm not submissive." was her answer with her staring intensely at the grass. You had broken her. "I take that as a no..." So you entered the room in which wet and cold towels were always left. Just arriving there was pain due to all the vomiting you had because of the beat-up. You had always tended to regurgitate whenever your body felt numb. Which was very inconvenient. So when there were no towels left, you felt like giving up, crashing into the corner and waiting. But you really wanted a wet towel. "None of you better bothers me if it's not a question of life or death. Deal with it yourself." A wet towel was not a question of life or death. But you really needed it so you went looking for one, pushing forward, tired. That's when you heard voices. No screams. Sanemi Shinazugawa was screaming at the top of his lungs. "YOU WHAT?"

You sensed someone else. You had to do something. You rushed there and...."WHAT DID YOU SAY? YOU...DEMONS...YOU ATE THEM!?" The wind Hashira dashed toward the raven-haired, two fingers facing the youngest eyes. With no second thoughts, you jumped between the two. "STOP!" The fingers of the Hashira hit your forehead, immediately making you fall over. The raven-haired stop your fall as he grabbed you before you hit the floor. "Stop it..." you repeated. You didn't even have to raise your head to feel the murderous glare of the Wind Hashira. Yet, you're till looked at him right in the eyes, once you stood back up, with the help of the young fella. "We can't fight within ourselves! It's against our code!"

"Change your tone. You're talking to your superior!"

"I am well aware of that. However, this does not change the fact that I disagree with your approach. You do not have the right to raise your hand on us out of training. This is a fact to which you must bend. Like me and... like him." It took a lot of guts, even for you to say those words without budging. "Don't ever dare talk like that again."

"Yes, sir." And he stormed off.

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Since your near-death experience with Shinazugawa, you and Genya started hanging out together. You found out they were siblings. You were surprised. Not that they didn't look alike, they did, somewhat just, the screams and the fight. They were so violent. Is this how it normally is between siblings? Yet you never said a word about that to Genya. You didn't want to make him uncomfortable. So you just fool around with him in your free time. "Oussa.........Oussa........" you repeated, lying down on the grass, a wet towel covering your forehead.

"That's not gonna heal the marks on your forehead," said Genya, who, you felt, was observing you curiously. "I know. I focus on relaxing my nerve. So if I get beat up again tomorrow I won't vomit my organs out of my body. Wanna join?"

"The vomiting?"

You raised your upper body, using the strength of your elbows. "Dude."

"Oh! The...meditation?" You nodded. "Sure."

"Grab yourself a wet towel and do as I say." He did as you asked. Came back with a wet towel. "Lie down." you said as you tap the spot next to you. He did, pushing his long raven hair on top, creating some sort of black wave within the tiny pieces of grass. "Now," you said as you lay back down,"you'll put the towel on your eyes." You street HES You arm To reach his stomach. "Breathe deeply. Feel your stomach getting round and only when you can't make any more air enter, exhale." He did so, you focused on the feeling of the torso rising and lowering. "Now, say Oussa..."

He snorted.

"Are you laughing at the Oussa supremacy?" You asked, sitting up, and looking over at him. Your towel unglued itself from you and fell with a big slap on the the nose of the poor boy. "Oh....double wet towel."

"Oussa."

"It's too late now."


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I wanted to make some sort of a funny ending for this request as...the scene where they argue like that just breaks my heart every time I read it. It brings me to tears.
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