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• S3lf h@rm
• Cussing (?)
• ANGST😭
• MUSHY, USHY, GUSHY ROMANCE🤗😚💗💟🥺😊🤭😘
3RD PERSON POV:
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Tanjiro has been addicted to the knife. (Straight to the angst I see) It's his only way to cope and stay - or pretend to be happy in front of others.
The only thing keeping the light in his eyes was his sister, Nezuko, and his his precious Zenitsu. In fact, Zenitsu was just outside his door, oblivious to the blade pressed against Tanjiro's wrist.
ZENITSU'S POV:
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I could hear something like.... liquid and quiet gasps. I know my pookie - I mean Tanjiro was in there, so I'm a bit concerned.
I just barged in without knocking. Only to see the blood on Tanjiro's wrist and wooden floor. I gasped loudly and loudly enough to get Tanjiro's attention.
TANJIRO'S POV:
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I was so caught up in the pain and my blood that I didn't hear Zenitsu come in until I heard a loud gasp.
I immediately dropped my blade, but it was too late. He already saw my secret. I could feel the corner of my eyes filling with hot tears. The tears were almost as hot as Zenitsu-
ZENITSU'S POV:
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I was about to yell, but I stopped myself when I saw my pookie start to cry. I spoke softly and gently, "T-Tanjiro?...." He didn't respond, so I just walked over and hugged him tightly.
I could feel myself tear up as I looked down at his bloody wrist. I gently grabbed his wrist and led him to where the medical stuff was.
TANJIRO'S POV:
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I felt so pathetic crying there as my baddie bandaged up my wrist, crying the whole time. I looked at Zenitsu once he finished. "I-... I'm sorry.." I mumbled softly, feeling my tears coming back.
"It's okay, Tanji." He replied in the one tone that turns me on - WHO SAID THAT???? Ehem, anyway, I nodded and looked at the ground.
(HOLA<3333 ANYWAY, I LAZY AND HAVE SCHOOL TOMORROW😭 BYEEEEEEE HO)
