Muzan is a demon that everyone wants to murder. Tanjiro is a demon slayer that wanted justice for his family. But, when Tanjiro meets Muzan on a certain busy street, he suddenly realizes that-- Muzan is seriously pretty. He feels his heart skip a beat. Or two. Muzan wasn't interested in Tanjiro before, but once he heard that Tanjiro can give something no one else ever gave... It sparked something. "Affection...?" Muzan wanted to feel affection. No one else did, demons aren't supposed to bond together and his human 'wife' isn't exactly able to give him what he wants. Although he loves his daughter, he doesn't feel anything when he's around these two people. When he encounters the person he's been wanting to meet for a long time, he waits to feel something. - Sneak peak - Tanjiro is confused, and stares at this man-- or rather, demon, infront of him. Slowly, he asks, "Aren't you going to kill me?" Muzan doesn't say anything. "Affection." At first, Tanjiro's dumbfounded. "I want affection..." Tanjiro blushes, and smiles, before patting Muzan's head. "Okay." ------------------------------------- ✂ ------------------------------------------------- ❂ ℕ𝕠♥𝕥𝕚𝕔𝕖! ❂ 𝘒𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘴𝘶 𝘕𝘰 𝘠𝘢𝘪𝘣𝘢 ∂σєѕ иσт вєℓσиg тσ мє! ιт вєℓσиgѕ тσ тнє яιgнтfυℓ σωиєя! 🅐🅛🅛 🅡🅘🅖🅗🅣🅢 тo тнe 𝐂𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐀𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐭! тнe arт waѕ noт, вy 🄼🄴! Deмon ѕlayer, doeѕ noт, вelong тo 🄼🄴! Also, I only watched the anime, and I haven't read the manga... so a lot of the things that happen are just based on what I picked up from the anime. Started on: June 15, 2020 Ended on: July 9, 2020 Tanjiro's age: 18 Muzan's age: 20

PLEASE do not report this. the original creator is tbhyourelame. This is a copy from a03. If you want to read more and dont want to wait for me to publish more chapters, please register an a03 account :) credits to the author: tbhyourelame. I WILL DELETE THIS‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️ Summary Dream has always held a gentle admiration for George, but when their nuanced friendship trickles into his sleeping mind, he awakens to a new world of conflicting emotions and longing. Lost in the midst of a heat wave, he continuously listens to a song that works itself in to the very core of his heartache. Floridian nights, unsent messages, spiraling infatuation, and terrible, terrible weather. A breath of frustration escapes George's lips. "I don't do that." "You do. It's okay," Dream says. He feels pinpricks of warmth building in his chest. The words rise up faster than he can temper, laced with soft honey, "you're so cute." The call falls silent. They heard it. The affection in the tone of his voice, different than usual, no trace of humor. The way it came from the hearth below his heart, glowing with secrecy and shame-for George, and George only. They had to have heard it. -inspired by the song "heat waves" by glass animals

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