|~Petals~| --Demon Slayer X Reader Oneshots

January Embers...

Request: no

Warnings: no. This was based off of the poem that Ben Hanscom wrote to Beverly Marsh in IT. Thought this was a cute one.

Pairing: Zenitsu Agatsuma, Tanjiro Kamado X Reader

Title: January Embers...

Your mother had taught you to read and write at a young age.

So that meant whoever wrote it, wanted it to be read by you.

Because as far as you knew, you were the only girl your age they knew that could both read and write.

Your hair is winter fire,

January Embers,

My heart burns there too.

What does it mean?

The only boys of your age you knew that could read and write were Genya, Tanjiro and Zenitsu.

There's no way this could have been written by Genya. If so, fat chance that it was for you.

Tanjiro? He didn't seem like a poetry type of guy, but maybe.

But then again, his life is already dedicated to Nezuko and turning her back into a human, there's no way he had time for a significant other.

Then there's Zenitsu.

The love-obsessed freak of nature that asks to marry every other girl he lays his eyes upon.

But then again, he did tend to act differently around you.

When he got to know you a little more, he had refrained from flirting with any other girl off the side of the street.

So, maybe it was him.

Your hair is winter fire,

Yeah, that's right, actually.

Being the flame pillar's little sister had the perks of bright flame-like hair.

It just had to be you.

Right?

January Embers,

If you were correctly judging, that meant that like the color of your hair, his love resembled beautiful flames.

My heart burns there, too

You knew that went along with the last line, obviously.

But why?

What were you? What was so special about you to this mystery boy?

It had to be Zenitsu.

To be honest, your heart beats faster every time you read it, and your face becomes warm. A comfortable warm. Like the feeling of being loved was the best feeling in the world, because to you, it was.

You were always self conscious about yourself.

You felt like you had to live up to your father and older brother's strength.

But you felt like you barely fit the flame breathing style correctly.

When you were a child, you were made fun of by the children in your village for your brightly colored hair.

So were your brothers.

But they were more scared of them then they were you, so they made fun of them behind their backs, but pushed and shoved you when they weren't there.

So this made your heart jump in your chest.

You began spending most of your free time with Zenitsu, who had become flustered at your appearance everyday as you stuck to his side.

For him, it really was a dream come true.

But why so suddenly?

That, he didn't know.

But he wasn't complaining.

You would notice Tanjiro's wistful stares as the two of you would laugh while walking around the garden at the Butterfly Mansion.

"Hey, you alright, Tanjiro? Is everything okay?"

You would ask.

"huh? oh! Yeah, everything's perfectly okay, Y/n! Don't you worry!"

He would half-heartedly reply.

You were starting to become more concerned.

But as summer turned to fall, it became worse. He was quieter, more reserved than normal. You missed the old Tanjiro.

You and Zenitsu were well into your relationship by now.

It was going mediocrely.

Could be way better.

Zenitsu was starting to realize that what he felt for you, was just a crush. And that his heart truly belonged to Nezuko, and always had.

He broke things off a week after the epiphany.

You were devastated. Why would he take the time to write out this sweet poem for you, and then dump you in the end anyways?

At the end of that week, you, Tanjiro, Zenitsu, Nezuko and Inosuke went on a mission for the first time in weeks.

The demon was relatively strong, blocking your precise attacks and wearing down your energy.

The five of you became exhausted, and Zenitsu and Nezuko were down for the count, leaving you, Tanjiro, and Inosuke.

An attack was sent your way and you had little time to dodge it, earning that slash straight into your stomach.

The demon cackled and while you were distracted with the pain, he bit a chunk of your thigh off.

"Ah, FUCK!" you yelled, your blood splattering the ground.

"Y/n!" Tanjiro used a particularly strong form of Hinokami Kagura and slashed the demon's head off, running over to you and cradling you in his tired arms.

Tears leaked from his pretty red eyes as he looked down at you gently.

Were you about to die? What if he never got the chance to tel you how he really feels?

Now, a voice told him in his head.

"Your hair is winter fire," Tanjiro cried quietly over your bleeding body and your eyes widened.

"January embers," you shakily continued, trying desperately to control your breathing.

"My heart- my heart burns there, too," he finished, smiling down at you softly.

"It was you?"

part two soon