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2ɴᴅ ᴘᴏᴠ (๑˘ꇴ˘๑)
It was hard to describe how you felt for the next few weeks. It was really strange.
You were back with your "siblings" Nezuko and Tanjiro but you felt so incomplete.
Like there was a gaping hole in your chest that couldn't be filled. There was no solution and you didn't know the cause.
Was it Uncle Nemi leaving? Was it the promise to stop training? Was it the fact you still felt weak?
Or was it the fact you've forgotten the touch of a fatherly figure?
That couldn't be true. Tanjiro showed you with hugs nearly every day! Even going as far as to not give Nezuka any attention at all (which seemed a bit rude but she didn't seem to mind).
Even with Tanjiro's affection, the hole was still there. Would the love of a father really fill up the gap?
As the days went by, the hole seemed to be getting bigger and bigger. Should you tell your brother about your problem? Would that really help?
Maybe it would, there was no harm in trying.
Tanjiro came back to his room that night and the first thing he noticed was your solemn expression. "[Name]?" He called as he knelt down to your height. "What's wrong? What's with that face?"
Something was wrong. His expression was off. His eyes held an odd sense of... obsession? It was quite frightening, and the darkness of the room wasn't helping either.
You twiddled your thumbs as you stared at the floor, feeling uncomfortable with the way he was staring at you. "Tanji..." You shifted nervously. "Why does it feel like, there's a hole in my chest?"
He raised a brow at your question before lightly frowning. "A hole?" He repeated.
You nodded slowly. "Yes. It's been like this since..." You stopped yourself before you could continue.
Was it safe to tell him what you've been up to for the past few days? Would he react the same way Uncle Nemi did?
It was scary thinking about his disapproving expression, and imagining it on Tanjiro's usually happy face wasn't soothing your nerves.
"Since a few weeks ago." You lied.
He nodded and placed a hand on his chin, his brows furrowing slightly. "That's interesting." His expression changed to one of loathing, his mouth frowning deeply. "Is it because of him? The Wind Hashira? If it's because of him then I'll—"
You quickly shook your head and shut down his dangerous thinking. Was Tanjiro okay? He doesn't normally think like that.
Come to think of it, he has been behaving strangely lately.
