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KYOJURO RENGOKU | WHEN YOU'RE READY

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Rengoku Kyojuro x Emotionless Reader

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(Y/N) (L/N), the most recent individual to join the Demon Slayer Corps beloved Hashira squad, and one of the most badass people Kyojuro Rengoku has ever met.

Your technique at your passionate breath, natural talent, and elegance was all packed into one human being. You fought like a deity, an angel.

However, you had a strange way of expressing how you felt.

You were cold natured, but unintentionally cold. Your fuzzy memories of your childhood, friends, and family all took a toll on you.

As you grew up, you felt more and more distant from this world.

It couldn't be helped, and you accepted it. You had no salvation but yourself.

Until the Flame Hashira had waltzed into your life.

From the moment he saw you, he wanted to know you better than anyone else.

You were one of his goals. He wanted to discover who you were as a person. His warm, sunshine-like personality and your cold, frosty demeanor were as opposite as black and white.

Nonetheless, he would always strike a conversation with you, with your simple-minded responses, and would even bring you gifts. He was a real gentleman toward you, and you were quite aloof to recognize it.

And one day, you had had enough of it.  You grew frustrated with it because you thought he wanted something out of you for his own gain.

The Flame Hashira had found you by a nearby small waterfall a few strides away from the heart of the Demon Slayer Headquarters.

You were in your element – hearing the rushing water and the thick grass in between your toes brought you great serenity.

You heard his presence immediately, even though his steps were as light as a feather.

You gazed up at him, forming your lips into a thin line.

Rengoku crossed his arms, before taking a seat beside you in silence.

"Why are you here?" You asked immediately, intertwining your fingers with the grass below.

"I wanted to see you." He replied, listening closely to the melodies of the water, the birds singing, and your breathing.

You hummed in response.

There was a long, agonizing silence between you and him.

"You should stop trying, Rengoku-san. You pursuing me is not going to change how I feel about this world." You told the man bluntly, not necessarily considering why he was trying so desperately hard to get to know you.

"I'll take that as a 'keep trying', (Y/N). There's nothing you can do that will stop me." He chuckled, lifting his leg and resting his arm on his knee.

"Good luck with that." You replied, looking down at your hands and fiddling with your fingers.

Rengoku sighed.

Every once in awhile he would gaze in your direction beside him. He took in the details of your face, from your nose to the sharpness of your jawline, to your eyelash length.

He thought you were beautiful. And he wanted to tell you that everyday.

You didn't seem to reciprocate the same feelings he had. That utterly destroyed him.

"Are you ashamed of me...?" He murmured, doubting his attempts to learn about you.

You hesitated, furrowing your eyebrows. You really wanted to understand and know the Flame Hashira, but you couldn't.

It was impossible for you. But not impossible for him.

"N-Not at all," You replied, lifting your head and looking at the man, "It's hard for me to relate to others. I'm walking on this Earth for myself."

"Don't you wish you understood the beauty of everything?" He asked you, tilting his head slightly to the side.

You adjusted your (F/C) haori on your shoulder blades, chewing on the question he asked you. You shifted your weight onto your palms and leaned back.

"I never really thought about it." You replied, your voice expressing a little more than a dull tone. Your voice had a little life in it this time, and Kyojuro loved that.

You gazed at him, the sun reflecting your (E/C) eyes as they mixed with his warm sunset hues.

He leaned in close, to the point where you could feel his warm breath against your cold skin. It gave you chills.

"May I?" He asked politely, his voice deep and silken.

You swallowed hard, but proceeded to nod lightly. You didn't know what you were doing, but you let Kyojuro learn about you this time.

He cupped your jawline before placing a sweet, light kiss on your lips.

It was short, and you reluctantly craved for more.

"Well, when you're ready, I will gladly show you the world that you missed out on." He said to you, a big grin thrown upon his face.

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