“What???”
Inosuke brows furrowed as he stared down at Zenitsu. The blonde sighed, messing with his fingers.
“You heard me,” he mumbled.
“I did,” Inosuke agreed. “I just don’t understand what the hell you’re talking about.”
Zenitsu crossed his arms, huffing. “What’s there to not understand? I like Tanjiro.”
“Like… like like?”
“Yes, like like.”
“Oh my god.”
Now that Inosuke thought about it, it made perfect sense. Considering how weird Zenitsu acted around Tanjiro, but…
“And… I want to ask him out.”
Inosuke choked on air.
“HUH—“
Zenitsu blushed and looked away.
“Wait, wait,” Inosuke started, “why are you telling me? Are you asking for my blessing or some shit?”
Zenitsu rolled his eyes. “No, stupid. I need your help.”
“How? Why?”
“Well, you two are very close… I just want to know if I have a chance…”
Inosuke looked away as he thought. He was pretty sure Tanjiro was not straight, and he was also pretty sure he’d say yes to going on a date with Zenitsu.
But…
He really didn’t like that idea, for some reason.
“Will you help me?”
Inosuke glanced down at Zenitsu. Something about the dude’s facial expression told Inosuke that he’d still go ahead with it, with or without Inosuke’s help.
“… Sure. Why not?”
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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...
