Chapter Text
« LA VIE EN ROSE »
zenitsu agatsuma x tanjiro kamado
« HOME »
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To Tanjiro, home was a person.
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Home was a stubborn, pessimistic blond that comforted him in the dark of the night. Home was his rock whenever the demons left him weary and unable to stand: the crackling of life in desolate wasteland and chestnut eyes that held every night.
Home was the smell of rain and pine (with a tinge of tears, but who was he to judge). His home was perfect for him and although many may see him as unreliable, he was Tanjiro's home.
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Home was late night thoughts under the starry sky, blood-spattered haori's after a desperate fight, and laughing in the infirmary until their ribs cracked.
Home
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was his love for Zenitsu Agatsuma.
i plan on this being a drabble shot type thing, it's not really following a plotline.
— magiclollies