#LISSEN NDSGJKNDSAJGDSA IM UNWELL

[cherrykamado]

hi i thought about this but like….

tanjirou sending you gym thirsts but he’s genuinely showing you his progress but you’re on the other end gnawing at your fist demanding he comes home:( videos of him post mf work out all sweaty and breathing hard talking about sum “did some reps and got my cardio in 🥰”

bye bby ily mwah

OH MY GOD rewriting this but nadsjnfdsjakg

all characters are aged up.

because you love that tanjiro has a space of his own; you know training is important to him and, even if you miss him, you cannot oppose.

after all, it does come with its perks: photos and calls with him beaming to you just how much progress he's made. "i ran a lot more than a few days ago!" or "i managed to lift more than the other day!" and all those little accomplishments that he always made you part of. telling you about them was just as important, and not a day would go by without an update from him.

one fine day, however, you're surprised with not a photo, not an update but a video.

salacious was the way you bit your lip as his heavy breathing danced into your ears, salacious was the way you had to clench your thighs upon seeing him recording in front of the mirror — at this point you deemed he was getting ready for the showers, as his shirt rested on the bench right behind him. his voice had turned groggy, almost resembling his one after fucking you.

"I did my reps and also got some cardio in..." his voice always takes this dulcet tint whenever he speaks with pride, partially making you feel guilty for thinking of him in many other ways when he spoke with so much genuine happiness in him.

"Now I'll take a shower and I'll be home to you in no time," he says, flipping the camera; now he gives you an angle where you can admire not only his sweat coated face, but also the way in which his sweaty body glistens with the dim, warm light of the gym, highlighting all his muscles.

" I love you, angel." And so the video ends.

you're quick to answer that you're proud of him, and you don't close the chat without telling him explicitly "i can't wait to see you", because you truly can't.

Soon as you locked the phone, you were quick to slip into one of his shirts, and nothing but the panties that you know he adores underneath. red, see through. tanjiro was usually innocent, yet he was pervert in subtle doses — and you were able to learn about those by the way he reacted to seeing you.

it's not after almost an hour or so that he steps home with the gym bag strapped over his shoulders. you're quick to greet him, wrapping your arms around him, pressing your body against him. you don't miss the way in which his eyes deviate down to catch a glimpse of the panties. audibly, the breath hitches in his throat and he's quick to call your name.

"what?" you ask him, however, choosing to act oblivious as you plant a kiss to his lips, while a hand snakes down in between your bodies, palming his pectorals, his abdomen, all the way down to gently grip the bulge that had already formed.

"you've been working so hard, baby," you purr, massaging the bulge, "i just thought i should congratulate you, right?"

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