[DISCONTINUED] The Art of Destruction || A Kimetsu No Yaiba x (F)Reader Story

Chapter 32

Previously!

He chuckled as he thought now, now finding his actions from earlier to be silly and quite frankly, dramatic. But he also can't blame himself; the need and want to keep something that you like to yourself, and only to yourself, was a natural feeling after-all. But the male does now understand, he needs to let you enjoy yourself in life. And while you enjoy yourself, Tanjiro can enjoy your happiness from a distance.

And maybe even one day, enjoy that happiness in life with you also, never at a distance. 

On to Chapter 32!

With now calming, hot cheeks, you spoke more calmly with Zenitsu and the three siblings as you heard the dirt grind underneath Tanjiro's sandals. Giving him a shy, quick side glance, you waited for what he would do. The emotions of slight shamefulness, awkwardness, and the lingering emotion of your loving-high all coursed throughout your body. Your voice remained mute as Zenitsu obliviously sang your name to try and get your attention. 

"All right everyone, let's go find some rocks so that we can make a proper burial, okay?" The cheerful voice of Tanjiros spoke. The three siblings nodded and all went in one direction to go find some large rocks while Zenitsu tugged at your black uniform. "(Y/N)chan~ Let's go get some rocks together hmm~?" The boy giggled shamelessly as he thought about having you all to himself. You cracked a small smile at how silly your yellow friend sounded. "I don't think I have to come with you to go get some rocks, Zenitsu-kun." Your voice soft and light. But the boy continued to pester you. Zenitsu tried everything that he could think of in order to try and convince you to come and retrieve some small rocks with him, but as he continued to whine and cry, you continued to inch farther and farther away. 

Finally out of reach from Zenitsu, you descended into the forest to find a large stone to bring back to the burial site. And after a short walk you found a stream that harbored not only tiny stones and pebbles, but large and medium sized stones. Smiling triumphantly with your finding, you inched closer to the calm stream. 

Looking over the rocks that had a gentle current running over them, you found a medium sized stone that you were able to pick up but was also large enough to cover a good amount of space at the burial. And as you bent down, you could see a familiar red-head not too far from your figure. Taking a quick look over at the male, you could see Tanjiro's unreadable expression as he hoisted a dripping stone from the river. 

The boy suddenly turned and saw your eyes looking at him and he gave a small smile and waved at you, never calling out your name or going over to you. A thin thread that rested in your heart had suddenly been plucked; it irked you how your male companion didn't come over to you or even yell out your name. You shook your head and breathed out through your nose with annoyance, 'There's still something that needs to be done. Stop worrying about him.'  With your logical side taking over, you picked up your rock quickly and walked back to where the burial was. 

Quickening your pace and finally leaving behind the dense vegetation, you found yourself behind Tanjiro as he walked slowly before coming to a slow halt, smelling your familiar fragrance. Turning his body sideways and craning his head, he looked at you, now with a larger smile. "Ah. Hey, (Y/n)chan." Your throat had suddenly dried up and you stared at him with a dumbfounded expression written all over your face. His smile faltered and his brows went up as he noticed your strange composure and your weird scent.