Random KNY one shots [REQUESTS CLOSED]

Fuck. | {TanZen/NezuZen}

Theme: ANGST

Note: Basically Zenitsu x the Kamado siblings

Bc why not 
but it can be taken platonically iyw

Too lazy to find a pic w/ all three of them

TW: death

this went way longer than intended (and kinda went off course-)

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"Nezukooo!" Tanjiro said, pulling Zenitsu's hand as he walked through the dense forest. He wasn't in the best condition so his sense of smell was faltering, making him unsure of himself and where he was going. Zenitsu was whining about how hard the mission had been, which wasn't very helpful. "Nezuko! Where are youu!"

Nezuko had run off to protect what was left of the people a while ago and hadn't come back yet, much to Tanjiro and Zenitsu's concern—Inosuke had a solo mission somewhere else. And so now they wandered about in the vague direction of where she'd been, going off only by where the smell of blood was strongest. 

Eventually, Tanjiro spotted Nezuko up ahead, standing behind a large bush. 

"I found her!" Tanjiro said, tugging on Zenitsu who hesitantly followed him towards Nezuko.

"Hey, Nezuko, are you alright?" Tanjiro fretted, moving the bush aside. 

She was covered in blood, still turned around, and was frozen. 

"Nezuko?"

Zenitsu looked over Tanjiro's shoulder. "Nezuko?" he repeated. 

Nezuko turned shakily, her eyes flicking from Tanjiro to Zenitsu and down to her hands. Her bamboo had been cast aside at one point. There was something off about her, besides her strange actions, and it took Tanjiro a second to place it. But when he did, he stumbled backwards, nearly falling against Zenitsu.

"Fuck," he mumbled. It was the first time he'd ever sworn, and Zenitsu flinched, holdig Tanjiro up as his eyes took in the scene displayed in front of him.

Nezuko's mouth had blood in and on it, the dark red staining her face. And it wasn't her own. There were people at her feet, but if they had died because of her or a demon, it no longer was important. What was was that she had eaten one. And there was no turning back now.

Zenitsu, who had come to the conclusion, had gone silent, gripping tightly onto Tanjiro's haori. 

"What're you going to do?" he whispered, hiding behind him.

"I..." Tanjiro bit his lip, remembering what Urokodaki had told him. If she ever ate a human, he was to kill her and then himself. He unsheathed his katana swiftly, holding it tightly in his hands in front of him, gripping onto the handle tightly to stop the shaking of his arms. "I have to kill her."

Zenitsu sucked in his breath. "What?! But..." he started, his voice trailing off. But what?! There were no 'but's'. It was too late.

Nezuko backed away slightly, the katana pointed at her. She dropped her hands to the side, the crazed look in her eye seemingly falling apart, defeat replacing her features. 

"I'm sorry," Tanjiro murmured. "But I have to do this, Nezuko." 

Nezuko's eyes met his and they shared one final gaze before Tanjiro stepped forward, cutting her head off in one motion.

She toppled backwards as her body began to disintigrate.

Zenitsu burst into a fit of sobs, clutching onto Tanjiro as he re-sheathed his katana, tears pricking at the corners of his eyes.