Aged up Tanjiro x Reader slow burn romance.
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Reader is abducted by a time-traveling demon and taken to the Taishō era. The Kamado family took you into their home. They teach you Japanese and are very generous. Th...
Rolling over in bed as the morning light is shinning brightly through the nearby window. Birds chipping outside as the two of you lovers sleep in. Exhausted from the sleepless night but fully satisfied.
"Good Morning Darling."
Tanjiro softly kisses you allowing his lips to linger for a moment. Seeing his hair messy from last night.
"Wait. What time is it? We must be late for Hashira Training." You gasp and sit up right clinging to the bedsheets against your naked body.
Those ruby eyes admiring the curves of your body that the thin sheet isn't covering. Happily saying, "Oh well. Technically we still are newly weds they should forgive our absence."
Your Husband sits up and gives a big stretch which shows off his muscular body. Yawning in the cutest way possible has you not caring about being late to the important training.
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"You are so handsome." Complimenting him as your gaze looks over the new scars that have formed on his body from the last battle.
Tanjiro's cheeks brighten before he turns to you, "Thank you my Love. You know I think if we are already late..."
Raising an eyebrow at his statement when he suddenly tackles you back against the bed. A fit of laughter escapes you before he licks across your neck.
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Mitsuri Kanroji POV
The warm morning light glowing into Obanai's room has my eye fluttering open. Nuzzling my body closer to his.
Giving a soft kiss to the back of his shoulder as he peacefully sleeps. Knowing in my heart this is how I wish to wake up for the rest of my life.
Peeking over his shoulder to see the sweetest white snake curled up sleeping. In this moment I can picture our how lives. The three of us living happily. The idea of tiny toddler feet racing to be the first one to wake us. Our family.
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