The sun was shining, the birds were singing, and Zenitsu felt ready to throw up.
He was so nervous.
He wasn’t exactly sure why he’d thought asking fucking Hashibira Inosuke for romance help had been a good idea, but it soon became obvious that it had not been.
“How should I go about asking him out?”
“Huh? Just ask.”
“Yeah, okay, but… how.”
Inosuke stared at him in disbelief. “Don’t you know how to talk? ‘Go on a date with me.’ Easy breezy.”
Zenitsu sighed and covered his face. This was going to be harder than he thought.
“Have you ever even been on a date before?” He asked.
Inosuke shook his head. “Nope.”
Zenitsu looked up at him in surprise. “Really? That’s surprising… you’re actually pretty popular.”
Inosuke tilted his head. “What?”
“Yeah, it’s just that you’re terrifying so none of the girls who are into you actually have the guts to talk to you.”
“Great, it should stay that way. I’m not into girls.”
Zenitsu choked on air. “Wait, what?”
Inosuke arched a brow at him. “What?”
“Inosuke, you’re gay?”
“Yes. Why are you so surprised?”
“I… I… I just thought…”
Inosuke snorted and pointed a thumb towards himself. “Would you say I’m the manliest guy you’ve ever met?”
Zenitsu sent him an incredulous look.
“I’ll take that as a yes. Now, tell me, how could I be this manly and then go fall in love with some sissy girl?”
“Uhm…”
Inosuke threw his head back and cackled. “If you think about it, being gay is the manliest thing a guy could be. Because this way, instead of liking some girl who’s into girly shit like… makeup and dresses, I’ll fall in love with a fellow manly man!”
Though I wouldn’t mind if a guy was into girly stuff, Inosuke added mentally. He thought of how good Tanjiro had been good at cooking.
Quickly, he derailed that train of thought.
Zenitsu pinched the bridge of his nose. “That’s not how… any of that works, but alright. Back to the issue of Tanjiro. What kind of place do you think he’d like to go to?”
“A zoo or something. Or one of those stupid pet cafes. Somewhere lame and soft and cute, like him.”
“Wait, what?”
“What?”
“You just called Tanjiro cute.”
Inosuke blinked as he processed his words. “Er… well…”
Zenitsu raised a brow.
“Take him to a pet café,” Inosuke muttered, waving his hand dismissively. “Write him a cheesy note on some heartshaped paper. He’d probably go nuts over that.”
Zenitsu simply shrugged. “Well… thanks for the advice. Hopefully… it’ll go well.”
“Yeah, hopefully,” Inosuke muttered. And with that, Zenitsu walked off.
Inosuke stared down at the floor as he replayed the conversation in his mind.
Zenitsu was going to ask Tanjiro out. Zenitsu was going to ask Tanjiro out. Zenitsu was going to ask Tanjiro out.
… Why did that make him so angry?
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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...
