“Good morning, Tanjiro!”
Inosuke scowled as, for the third time that afternoon, they were crowded by a group of girls.
Or, to be more specific, Tanjiro was, while Inosuke had just been unfortunate enough to be caught right in the middle of it.
Tanjiro offered a sweet smile.
“Good morning! It’s nice to see you all again!”
The three girls giggled. Inosuke furrowed his brows. It was annoying how popular Tanjiro had gotten, romantically speaking.
Not just with the ladies, either.
Of course, he was too dense to realize this.
“We’ll be late for practice,” Inosuke huffed, grabbing Tanjiro’s arm and pulling him away from his fangirls.
Tanjiro blinked in confusion as he was dragged away.
“Eh? But it’s not for another thirty minutes—“
Tanjiro stopped talking as Inosuke bumped into someone.
The smaller male immediately flinched and cowered away.
“Ohhhh… can this day just get any worse???”
Inosuke looked down and raised a brow.
“Oh? Good morning, Zenitsu!” Tanjiro chirped.
Zenitsu glanced at him momentarily, before looking away, tugging at his blonde bangs.
“Hey… uhm, sorry about that,” he said quickly, before practically running off.
Inosuke watched him, before snorting and turning back to Tanjiro, who had an annoyingly genuine look of concern on his face.
“Inosuke…”
“What?”
“You’re pretty scary, you know that?”
“Haah???”
Tanjiro reached out and took both of Inosuke’s hands.
“You’re scary! People are scared of you.”
“Good. I like it that way,” Inosuke responded with a sinister grin.
Unfazed, Tanjiro shook his head, clicking his tongue.
“No, no, we need to get you more friends. Starting with…”
He reached out, pointing at the quickly retreating Zenitsu.
“… him.”
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FLOW {inotan}
Fanfiction(×modern au) inosuke has always despised tanjiro, ever since the day he had been embarrassed by the latter in the worst way possible. over time, this dislike only grew stronger as he witnessed tanjiro achieve things he could only dream of. and now...
