Demon Slayer x Male Readers (One-Shots)

Tanjiro

- Begging for another chance (Angst + Fluff)

Tanjiro pushed away the smoke that clouded his vision, coughing as it filled his lungs. Something was wrong, he could smell blood everywhere. He quickly looked around for his sisters box, but he didn't seem to find it.

He furrowed his brows and walked around. His legs hurt, they felt like giving out every step he took, he he continued anyways. He muttered things under his breath that he didn't even understand, he was so lost.

He stopped and took in a big whiff of the air. Besides the blood he smelled, he caught scent of a demon. The disgusting smell of it almost made his gag, but for some reason it had a familiar smell tied in with it. Y/n.

He froze, knowing that had to mean one of two things. Y/n had fought with the demon and lost, being currently devoured and unable to be saved—or he had been turned into one. Tanjiro prayed that it wouldn't be either, that somehow Y/ns scent lingered from being there previously.

He took a step forward into the horrible smelling part of the open land. It was somewhere, had to be there in the small forest that laid beside the open grass in front of it. Tanjiro readied himself and went forward.

He made it half way into the woods before the smell got to be overwhelming, not allowing him to take even a single breath. It was there, watching him, Tanjiro just knew it. This overwhelming smell of new to him, usually he was able to fight a demon with the same smell without care—

"Taaanjiro."

He heard someone call his name. He turned around in every direction, listening for where it could be coming from. He felt stupid being lead out into the forest like this, it was obvious that it was a trick now.

"You promised."

Tanjiro furrowed his eyesbrows.

"P-promised?"

He had to stop himself from gagging. The demon let out a sinister chuckle at the slayers question. Then it let out a cry, or something that sounded like a whine.

Tanjiro stopped and stared up at a tree, a very large one with many branches. In one of them, he saw the figure of a demon, sitting and watching. He frowned and held his sword tightly to his side.

"You promised to protect me!"

Tanjiro quickly covered his ears at the loud sound coming from this demon. It shrieked and yowled as he came down the tree and stood in front of the slayers face. Tanjiro stared at it with wide eyes.

Although he looked different. This demon, this crying, screaming demon was Y/n. He had the same voice, the same pout that Tanjiro would always remember. Tanjiro let out a shaky breath.

"I-I– Y/n, I didn't—I promise I'll–"

"You'll what? Find a cure? Your hopeless!"

Tanjiro didn't flinch, he just stared at Y/n, or whatever he called himself now. Y/n snarled at him and punched him in the face, making Tanjiro fly back into the grass. The slayer felt his nose start to run with uncomfortable liquid. Blood.

"I can save you!"

Tanjiro yelled out in desperation. Y/n shook his head and frowned, thick tears running down his face.

"No. You can't."

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"Tanjiro?"

The redhead slayer quickly sat up, breathing heavily. He looked around quickly, seeing where he was. He felt a hand on his back, making him jump slightly.

"It was just a bad dream, Tanjiro."

Tanjiro looked at who was talking, Y/n. The other slayer gave a saddened look, offering silently that he would listen if Tanjiro wanted to talk about anything.

Tanjiro took a second and huffed a laugh, quickly grabbing Y/n and pulling him into a bow crushing hug. Y/n gasped and gently hugged back, patting his back.

"H-hey, it's ok..."

Tanjiro sniffled and shoved his face into Y/ns chest, smelling that familiar scent. He smiled and muttered thanks to anyone and everything that it was only a dream.