Endearments | Kimetsu no Yaiba Oneshots

Kamado Tanjirou | Winter Snow

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Headcanon of the day! 

Tanjirou is paranoid whenever it's winter season, it's reminded him the day of his family's tragic loss that he was to face with

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Snow danced in the light, a choreographed ballet conducted by the gentle wind as deep red orbs watched your eyes grew that a bit wider resembles much to a child's when you saw the path had become as a fresh new page awaiting for your playful feets and hands to pattern the snow with countless of their footsteps printing themselves onto the whiteness.

Intricate patterns of ice floated weightlessly downward from the pure white sky above, each flake swirling and dancing, as an icy wind carried it toward the two of you as you ran off to come face with the snow, laying down onto the soft powdery of the cold.

❝Tanjirou, hurry up and join me already!❞ You laughs childishly

❝(Name), be careful! It's not safe if you don't pay attention to your surroundings!❞ He scolded you but you weren't even pay attention to what he just told you.

Tanjirou was used to this kind of weather, he has no problem of catching up with you through the whitened landscape. He watches you making snow angels like there was no tomorrow, he felt the corner of his lips went upwards in a soft smile at the sight of you enjoying yourself with the snow. 

He enjoyed everything about this kind of weather, the satisfaction of being the first to make an impression in a blanket of freshly lain snow, the subtle crunch underfoot as he strode forward and the best part of all...the sight of low hanging shafts of sunlight illuminating the sparkling whitened scene before him.

And that was when then he saw you with the sunlight shining brightly, your (hair color) locks of hair were glowing like a small mirror reflects the sunlight as your own.

Breath pale against the numbing air, you blinked thoughtfully as the frost patiently kissed your face, captivated by the soft, dusty illusions of light that sat heavy on the edges of your eyelashes. The sight of you adores the snow, moreso when it was falling was enough to melt his heart.

Gentle and lush, cold to the touch, powdery heavenly beauty.

If he have to describe you, its would be the snow, so fragile yet so gentle. It's terrified him to no end of the thought of losing you just like how he lost his family before. 

When he first met you, a demon entered the place what you used to call home. You were the only survivor left when he come and he always wonder if he didn't come on time, you would have been gone before he could save you. He was lucky enough to say but he isn't going to lie that you remind him of himself a few years ago.

You weren't a demon slayer like him.

A sensation of coldness hit his nose what cause he to snap out of it as a few snickers coming from you was enough for him to found out what happened a moment ago. He kneels down and start gathering some snow into his palms, quickly shaped it a small ball. 

❝Snowball fight!❞ You yells, hiding behind the tree when you caught what he was doing.

And in that instant, Tanjirou knows he have to get a whole stack ready to pelt him with as soon as possible. In seconds of the warning later, the air is thick with snowballs so compacted that several feel solid and icy.

The ones from the fresh fallen flakes burst open on impact, showering crystalline fragments that glint in the wintry light. Seconds later, Tanjirou take cover behind the small mountain of snow that he digs himself with, hands in the snow, frantically making a stockpile to retaliate with. From the lull in the action he knows you were doing the same to replenish what he already used. 

❝You're gonna loose, Tanjirou!❞ You taunts from behind a garden of snow, bushes were covered by the white powdery of the winter. 

❝Yeah, (Name)? Wanna bet?❞ comes the still out of breath voice of Tanjirou.

❝Game on, scar boy! You're going down!❞ the faint sound of your laughter was heard. 

Thus began the battle between them.

The thought of losing you scared him but you always know how made him feel at home.

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