🍎 Affection | Tanjiro x Y/N 🌞

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(Modern AU. Also I know it's super short and not the greatest, I'm so sorry 😭 I'm procrastinating on writing the part 2s of the other chapters, plus I'm trying to write some Halloween inspired chapters too, AND I started a new Halloween Demonslayer Book too, PLUS I have a bunch of homework and projects and stuff to do that's due soon. Feel free to check out the story, I'm trying to make it really long and entertaining and stuff, and update that frequently. It's called The Witch And The Demon ✨. I'm gonna publish the part 2s and Halloween chapters for sure, just gimme a few more days to get over my lazyness 😅)


The chime of the doorbell rang out, alerting Tanjiro of a visitor. He quickly paused the show he was watching, and took off the covers that warmed his body. His footsteps echoed through the home, as he passed by the bedrooms of his family, and then the kitchen. Once he reached the door, the chime started again.

 Tanjiro opened the door to reveal Y/N with their hand raised to ring the doorbell again, tears running down their face. "Hey sunshine," Tanjiro smiled warmly, even though his mind was swirling with possible reasons why Y/N could be crying. It was almost midnight already, and Tanjiro began to worry for their sleep and health. 

They immediately leapt into his arms, holding onto him tightly. The air almost got knocked out of his lungs, forcing him to take a step backwards. "Whoa! Are you okay, Y/N?" he asked, a beaming, gentle smile on his face. He held Y/N tighter, closing the door with his leg as he put both arms under your legs to support your weight. 

Y/N slowly closed their eyes, and when they finally opened them once again, they were laying next to Tanjiro, snuggled up in his bed. Y/N felt their cheeks warm, as they clung tighter to their boyfriend. 

Tanjiro chuckled at them, running his fingers through their hair. Their hair was so soft, almost like a pillow. He knew that they had come over, for a not so great reason. And lately, these late night occurrences were getting more and more frequent. 

He sighed, pulling them closer to him, in a protective sort of way. All he could hope for was to provide some comfort, some affection, and help Y/N get through whatever dark times they were in.

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