Manipulation || KNY x Reader

2 | Urokodaki Sakonji

The walk was long, painful and boring to say the least. Tanjiro and you were currently at a farm on the outskirts of town, buying supplies to make a basket for Nezuko. Tanjiro was communicating with a farmer, asking for bamboo and such for his journey ahead.

The farmer happily obliged and gave him bamboo and other items he would need. The farmer had told Tanjiro that they had a basket, but it was broken and he could have it for free. He had offered the other items for free as well since he had so much of them, but Tanjiro being the kind but hard headed boy he was quickly declined that offer and paid the man with brute force.

Lets just say it made you laugh hysterically and earn a few awkward glances from the other farmers scattering over the land.

You walk besides him, swaying your arms back and forth as the two of you make your way over to a cave Nezuko resided in for the time being. "Nezuko, I'm back—"

Tanjiro looked inside the cave and tilted his head in confusion. She wasn't there.

"Nezu—"

Nezuko's head slowly rises from a hole in the ground, her eyebrows furrowed and her expression seemingly gloomy. She didn't look too good.

Tanjiro walks up to her and pats her head. "There you are. I got supplies to make you a basket so I can carry you in daytime." He plops down and starts weaving the bamboo together.

"[Surname]?"

You look over at Tanjiro and sit down; criss cross. Rude gesture but you didn't care.

"What?"

He looks up at you momentarily before looking back down at the soon to be basket. "Why did you decide to follow Nezuko and I?"

A soft smile caressed his face. Despite losing his family, he could still smile. The smile wasn't even wrenched in the slightest; it was pure, cultivating.

It shocked you on how he could do it.

You shrug to his question and lean back until your back touched the rocky cave wall behind you. "Dunno, got nothing else to do. Plus, my only friend decided to ditch me sooo..." You purse your lips and watch his hands intently.

He worked fast, that was for sure. Over a quarter of the basket was done and it hasn't even been five minutes.

"They ditched you..?" His ministrations stopped momentarily before speeding back up.

"Yeah, he got scared because of that Tomioka kid I'm guessing. Anyway," you lean forward, a sly smile playing at your lips. You didn't feel like talking about yourself just yet. "Tell me about yourself, Kamado."

Tanjiro blinks, looking at you before down at the basket once more. "Please, call me Tanjiro..! What do you want to know..?"

His tone was soft, it sounded nice. Smooth, reassuring. Comforting.

"Everything, anything. How old are you? How old's Nezuko? Ever dated someone? And feel free to call me [Name] then." You lean forward slightly more.

"I'm thirteen, Nezuko is twelve, and no. I have no interest in dating anyone, I need to turn Nezuko back into a human first." His voice didn't waver one bit when speaking.