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Nothing but Love

Hashira!Tanjiro x Demon Slayer!Reader

2nd person POV, kinda canon, fem reader

(Sfw) (Part 1) (You’re Mitsuri’s sister)

Tw: injuries (not graphic)

Tanjiro was a menace. You, being Mitsuri’s little sister, followed her advice. “Find a man that is strong, who will love you, and who will protect you!” So, when she introduced you to the Hashiras, her coworkers, you obviously had those words floating in the back of your mind.

Each one was loads stronger than you, even though you were a demon slayer yourself. The women, the men, gosh. Beautiful, strong, and smart. There was almost no way to choose, you thought. At least two were out of the question— your sister and the man she loved. Iguro was sweet, and he warned you against a particular person he wasn’t too fond of. You nodded, but still introduced yourself to the one you were warned of.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you!” Said the man, Tanjiro Kamado. His hand was much larger than yours, holding it tight as he shook it. “Mitsuri’s sister, hm? That makes sense! You and her share a certain beauty.”

“Thank you..!” You said softly, giving him a smile. Another man then crashed into him, yelling about one thing or another. Tanjiro calmed him, patting the man’s blonde hair. You had excused yourself from the conversation, waving goodbye to the men.

The next time you saw Tanjiro, it was under very different circumstances. He was in bed, a gash in his stomach and over his chest, claw marks along his arms. You had spent time at the Butterfly Mansion, returning when you had hurt your leg. You decided to stay and help out while you healed.

“Tanjiro?!” You exclaimed, eyes wide. He was already cleaned up, but you were instructed to change his bandages.

“Oh, (Y/n), hello.” He said, his voice quiet, the warm, kind look still on his face. He was putting up a front.

“How are you feeling? Do you need some pain killers?” You asked, gently pulling back the covers, undoing the bandage on his arm and taking it off. You made sure to be gentle, avoiding unnecessary pressure and irritants on the areas.

Tanjiro shook his head, wincing as you pulled the bandage completely off. “No, I’m fine, thank you. I had some earlier.”

You nodded, cleaning the wound and re bandaging him, whispering soft apologies for the pain. You repeated the area on his other arm before moving to his stomach. It looked bad. It must have hurt like hell.

“Eh, it wasn’t too bad.” Tanjiro said, looking away. You didn’t realize you’d said that last part out loud.

“I.. ah.. still. Thank you for harming yourself while protecting humans. You save so many people. You deserve better, for being such a good person.” You ran your hand over the skin above the new bandage, making sure nothing was pulling.

He hissed, sucking in a breath at the cold hand that traveled along his hot skin, begging his mind not to wander. He didn’t get genuine compliments like this all the time. He felt special. “Thank you,” he said, reaching up and cupping your jaw with his hand, running a thumb along your cheekbone. “You are sweet.”

Your eyes went wide and you blushed, blinking at him. You could hear your sister’s advice in your mind again, thinking how Tanjiro’s sweet, kind, smart, warm, loving, and strong.

“Ah.. I..” you mumbled, looking away.

Tanjiro hummed, smiling and chuckling a little. “Hey, why don’t you come back here after the sun goes down? I’d like to show you something.”

The request seemed a little odd, but you nodded nonetheless, agreeing to it. “Sure, I’ll.. I’ll see you then.”

Tanjiro beamed, waving goodbye as you left, butterflies in his stomach. He’d met many different kinds women in his life before. Civilians, demons, slayers, princesses, entertainment district workers… but you... You were different, somehow. The sparkle in your eyes, the warm, sweet smell radiating from your body… it was intoxicating to him.

////

That night, you pulled your haori around your pajamas, small silk shorts and a top. It was only a little chilly, but you didn’t mind. You felt so sneaky, walking to a man’s room so late at night for… something.

Once you knocked then opened the door, your eyes widened. You saw a little girl curled up on his bed, playing with his hands as she cooed, her legs kicking absently.

“Tanjiro..?” You weren’t sure what to say. Once you met his pretty wine colored eyes, you were put at ease.

“(Y/n)! Perfect timing.” He said with a smile, waving for you to come closer. So you did, tilting your head at the girl. “This is my sister, Nezuko.” He said, patting the girl’s head. “She got turned into a demon years ago, but she hasn’t killed anyone. My goal is to change her back to the lovely young woman she is.”

Tears welled up in your eyes at the sight of such a close bond, at how determined they were, at everything. You looked to Nezuko, who was looking up at you with bug eyes. You smiled, crouching down. Resting your arms on the bed, you reached out, patting her head. “It’s nice to meet you, Nezuko. I’m (Y/n). You’re a beautiful girl!” You told her with a smile, smiling up to her brother next. He had a warm expression on his face.

“Nezuko, can I braid your hair?” You asked excitedly. She nodded, remembering another woman. She was like you, but bigger. She played with her, loved on her, cared for her… she made the connection that you two were sisters.

You sat down on the floor, patting the space in front of you. She climbed down, settling with her back towards you. You looked to Tanjiro again before running your fingers through the girl’s hair. “I understand the odd request, now.” You told him, beginning to section off pieces of her hair.

“Yeah.. I didn’t want to scare you off. Plus, I felt that the two of you would hit it off right away.” He said with a chuckle, wincing from the movement. His hand flew to his stomach, but he gave you a smile, letting you know he was fine.

After a few minutes of humming and braiding, Nezuko’s hair was done, and she ran over to look at herself in the mirror. She cooed, running back over and tackling you in a hug. You laughed, hugging her back before she climbed back up in bed with her brother, showing him what you did.

“Beautiful!” He exclaimed, running his hand along it. “Misses (Y/n) certainly is wonderful, isn’t she?” Nezuko nodded, curling back up against her brother.

“Miss.” You corrected, looking away. “My sister is Misses. She and Iguro… yeah. I’m just miss.”

Tanjiro was quiet for a moment before nodding. “I’m sorry.. I assumed…” he shook his head, a smile on his lips as he turned away.

You spent more of the evening playing with Nezuko and talking to Tanjiro about this and that, enjoying each other’s presences. You told him about all your sisters, including Mitsuri, who he already knew fairly well. He told you about his other siblings, a sad smile on his face as he spoke. You reached your hand up, placing it over his to offer support.

Nezuko climbed in your lap, curling up like a kitten and starting to doze off, so you decided you’d lean against the bed. What’s the harm in resting your eyes for a moment? Tanjiro had begun to doze off, but you really didn’t want to disturb the girl. Just a bit…

A bird awoke you about five hours later, yelling about a demon inhabiting an abandoned house. “Shh!” You scolded, glancing over to Tanjiro, who was still asleep. Nezuko had moved to her box before the sun rose, while you stayed passed out.

When you stood up and stretched, your bones cracked, awaking the Hashira. “Where are you going?” He mumbled, not fully awake.

“A mission.” You replied, apologizing for waking him.

“No worries. Be safe. Come back to me, (Y/n).”

///

Those five words echoed in your mind as you traveled, as you camped out, as you fought, as you trekked back days later.

You arrived back at the Butterfly Mansion, going straight to Tanjiro’s room. But, to your surprise, it wasn’t him in bed. It was your sister and her husband, both giving you looks.

“So… wanna tell me what you’ve got going on with-“ Mitsuri started, only to get cut off by her husband.

“I told you to stay away from the Sun Hashira. You didn’t listen to me.” He glared at you, Kaburamaru flicking his tail.

“Oh shush! It’s better him than Inosuke…” she teased, nudging Iguro.

“Says you.” He griped, respecting Mitsuri’s wishes and laying off of you.

“Right!! Says me! Now… who are you looking for, sis?” She asked, giving you a shit eating grin.

“Tanjiro. He… asked me to come back to him.”

Mitsuri kicked her legs excitedly, shaking Obanai. “Did you hear that!?!!? My sister’s caught the eye of a Hashira!! I knew you could do it!!! I’m so happy for you!!!”

With pink cheeks, you quickly excused yourself, your sister calling out that Tanjiro had moved to a new room since he was doing better.

“Hey, are you awake?” You asked quietly, opening the door and seeing the familiar man in bed. “Oh! I see you are. You look like you’re feeling better,” you said, stepping in the room, closing the door behind you.

“You came back to me,” he said with a smile, patting and empty space on his bed, asking you to sit with him. You did, placing your hands in your lap as you looked to him. He was so radiant, so warm, so caring. “I was worried about you.”

“I’m perfectly okay,” you assured him, placing your hand on his knee, giving him a nod. “It wasn’t anything difficult, I assure you.”

Tanjiro hummed, nodding. “Maybe you’re just skilled. That’s why it felt easy. Do not sell yourself short.” He reached up, placing a hand on your hip. It was so warm against your cool skin and clothes. “I hear you continuously turn down a seat as a Hashira.”

You hummed, nodding. “It’s not for me. I wish to be able to retire easier. To be expendable.”

Tanjiro grew quiet, and you could practically hear him pouting. “Don’t say such things. You’re not expendable.”

You hummed, turning to look at him with a smile. “Touchy today, Tanjiro.” You teased. He pulled his hand back, mumbling apologies. “I didn’t say I disliked it.” You took his hand in yours, moving it back, but placing it on your thigh this time. “I love feeling your body heat.”

His cheeks darkened, his temperature going up. “Ah.. So.. you don’t mind if I flirt with you? If.. if I court you?”

You gave him a look, your cheeks turning pink, matching his. You shook your head, giving him a smile. “I’d quite like that, Tanjiro.”

Ever since then, life was brighter. You found yourself stumbling into situations with the Sun Hashira far more frequently, appreciating his gentle guiding touches, along with the flowers he’d pick for you.

He also found perfect ways to tease you. Whether it was commenting to Obanai about how you watched the sun ride together, or subtly bragging to Inosuke that he could be *gentle* with a lover, he always found ways to make you blush in public. Another time was when you two were getting onigiri before a mission. “Well isn’t she a good wife,” the lady commented, you picking out a table.

“The best wife!” Tanjiro had replied, loud enough for you to hear and for your cheeks to darken, yet again.

What really got you though was the soft compliments and praises he’d whisper into your hair as the two of you camped out, hunting for the next demon.

Whether it was rainy or sunny, whether he was with you or not…

You felt nothing but love.

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