☀ The Sunlight After The Rain ☂ [Muzan x Tanjiro]

Chapter 8

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With a soft smile on his face, he sends a text to Muzan,

ᴍᴜᴢᴀɴ, ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ sᴏᴍᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴛᴏᴅᴀʏ?

ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀғᴇ ʙᴇ ᴀ ɴɪᴄᴇ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏ ᴛᴏ?

Tanjiro settles his phone down onto the counter, on it's back as he stares out the window. The sunlight finally shined down on him... and Tanjiro just couldn't help but be giddy and excited. He stares at the roses that he store in a pretty vase.

Muzan left this for him didn't he?

Tanjiro places the vase down on the coffee table where the sunlight beamed down onto the two of them.

He was so glad for the big window that he owned. 

Just like the flowers, Tanjiro seemed to soak up the sun. Oh, this was the pretty sunight that Tanjiro desired so much... how can he not admire it?

From the kitchen counter, he could hear his phone make the buzzing sound and he went to pick it up. Muzan had replied.

[тнαт ιs qυιтε αℓяιgнт. ι ∂ση'т нαvε ωσяк тσ∂αү.]

[ι кησω α gσσ∂ cαғε, ωσυℓ∂ үσυ ℓιкε мε тσ ριcк үσυ υρ?]

Tanjiro only smiles at the replies, and seats himself on the coffee table beside the roses. Tanjiro picks up his coffee and blows on it before taking a sip. It was warm, just how he loved it.

ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ᴀᴍᴀᴢɪɴɢ. ✓

He chuckled at his responce. He headed to his closet to get dressed, and went with a shirt with the word, Destory, in thick, white print on the back, accompanied with the jeans that he oh so very much adored.

Muzan accompanied with Tanjiro along the way, holding hands as they walked. "You know..." Tanjiro started, looking uneasy. "He used to be just like you..."

"He?" Muzan asked.

Tanjiro nods, "Zenitsu, my ex. He was just like you when we first started to date, or well, you two are very similar. Like you, he spent very much time with me, and always followed me around on dates. Though he was very playful, you're not but that's not a bad thing." He laughed.

Muzan didn't know what else to say, and just let Tanjiro ramble off.

"But, there... is a reason why things ended the way it did... first, he missed a date, but then it was two... and then it was three in a row one time. Then it turned into-- I don't know-- he was just always busy. Then I just broke when he kissed someone else--"

Muzan gave Tanjiro's hand a tight squeeze, "It's okay. You don't have to worry." He smiles as Tanjiro gives a confused look. "I'm not that type of person to cheat, you know." He chuckles as they reach the café.

Tanjiro only gives a soft smile back. "Well, I'll believe you." He says as both he and Muzan step in.

☀☀☀

Tanjiro bids Muzan goodbye as he walks home. He's happy, because Muzan managed to make him feel loved-- or accepted-- or someone worth spending time with.

Muzan is like the sun hidden behind the clouds.

Tanjiro was so caught up in his own mind that--

The flowers were almost shoved into his face, as he took a step back; shocked. "Zen-- Zenitsu?" Tanjiro asked out loud, instinctively pushing the flowers away from his face. "Why are you doing here-- why are you crying?"

Yes, well, Zenitsu cheated-- on him... but that didn't mean that Tanjiro could leave him hurt like some cold-hearted creature...

"I'm-- I'm not crying..." He wipes away his tears, "I just-- I want you to take me back... I want to get back together with y-- you, Tanjiro." No matter how much he tried to wipe the tears away, more just seemed to come.

Tanjiro himself, reached a hand to try to brush it off-- but--

God, it was fucking cold.

Tanjiro whiped his hand away-- startled. "Zenitsu..." He mutters, staring down at his hand. He looks back up, he's confused, but worried. Zenitsu only hugs Tanjiro suddenly, unintentionally soaking Tanjiro's shoulder with his tears.

"I'm sorry-- Tanjiro..." He croaks, "I'm sorry...! I should have never treated you like that..."

Oh god, Zenitsu is so cold-- Tanjiro just can't seem to like it... Zenitsu is like a block of ice that seem to crush him. He struggles in Zenitsu's grasp, before finally breaking out.

"I-- I can't, Zenitsu." He says, almost confused-- or dazed-- "I just can't... I'm dating... Zenitsu." He doesn't want the cold-- he wants the warmth. It's the warmth he desires-- it's not this-- chilling feeling.

He runs. Tanjiro just runs away.

A person will always desire something they don't have.

Zenitsu let the bunch of flowers drop onto the ground, staring at Tanjiro's back sadly.

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