Saw the new Demon Slayer movie and Akaza has been in my mind ever since 😮💨 (also go see the movie if you haven’t already it is GREATTTT). Planning on reading the manga when I get some more time (and after I finish working on a few works). Reader is gender neutral!
CW: modern AU, suggestive themes towards the end
“I want to learn how to fight.”
The drink your boyfriend was pouring slowly came to a stop. You can tell by how tense his shoulders got and how his back straightened that he was paying attention.
“Why?”
It came out firm but curious with an underlying tone of suspicion. Hakuji still haven’t turned to face you, but you were a bit relieved at that.
“What? I can’t know how to fight just to know how to fight?”
You got a chuckle out of him, but the way his fingers twitched gave away to the building tension. He turned to face you, but you kept your attention on the cup— you don’t think you could look him in the eyes just yet. But that soon left your sight, one hand finding its familiar place on your side, the other gently lifting your chin.
This is why you didn’t want to look Hakuji in his eyes— you weren’t capable of hiding anything from him. You were always left so vulnerable. How could you keep your focus when his rose-pink lashes fluttered like this? Soon his hands trapped you in, your only escape route now blocked. You were starting to lose your composure, warmth pooling in your stomach as our own fingers gripped onto the counter for dear life.
“You can— but is that really the only reason why?” Any traces of his teasing left his voice. “Is someone—“
“No! Kuji I swear, no one’s bothering me.” You rushed to answer, seeing as to how his gaze trailed over your body, trying to spot any marks, a reason to strike. You reached your arms around to hug his neck, rubbing your thumb at his nape. You knew how overprotective he could be, and you really didn’t want him to worry over something so minimal. “You know that I would tell you if it did happen— I wouldn’t hide that from you.”
Hakuji started to calm, his muscles growing less tense. A sigh of relief escaped him. He let himself get pulled closer to you, “So you only want to learn just because?”
“Yep.” You said, popping the p. “And I want you to be the one to teach me.”
Hakuji scoffed, a smile lining his lips. “Sweetheart, I don’t think I would let anyone else teach you but me.”
Which you already knew, but you didn’t want anyone else to teach you but your love. “But it would be an honor for you to teach me.” You gasped, “What if I get so good that I could take down Kyojuro?!”
That got a genuine laugh out of your boyfriend, his hands catching your legs— you didn’t even catch that you started to kick out of excitement. “I’ll have to replace him as my sparring partner if that ever happens.”
“It will happen— speak it in existence.” You regarded, then got another idea. You leaned closer, your nose brushing faintly against his. “Or rather, what if I get so good that I take you down?”
Now that got Hakuji’s attention, a crooked grin rapidly spreading. “Oh really?” He scooted your body closer to the counter’s edge, slightly squeezing your hips, his breath fanning over your lips. “You really think that’s possible?”
You had a retort ready when you saw the world shift— one minute you were on the counter, the next you were staring at the ground. You squealed when Hakuji flipped you over again, this time carrying you bridal style.
“You cheated!”
“No— the first rule of fighting is to never let your guard down— which you did. And you can’t cheat in a fight.” He tapped at your leg softly while you struggled to break out of his grip. The world spun once more and you found yourself on your shared couch, Hakuji not wasting a moment before trapping you again. He had your wrists pinned, already biting and trailing kisses down your neck.
“This isn’t fair.” You pushed out, wrapping your legs around him. If your mind wasn’t so hazy, you would have tried to thrown him with them— even if you knew it was a lost cause. A shudder ran through him, groaning against your neck. “It’s not fair for you to be a tease—“
A loud bang echoed throughout the apartment, causing you to jerk and Hakuji to shoot up. He shot a glare at the door, his eye twitching even more when he heard Kyojuro’s booming voice announcing his arrival.
You felt a bit disappointed when he broke away, and from the cursing and adjusting your boyfriend had to do, so was he. You sat up, pulling him in for a quick kiss to try and calm him down somewhat, but he was already too riled up.
Hakuji pulled you in to another kiss, his hold on you damning. He unwilling pulled away, skin flushed and panting. “This isn’t over.”
You mentally prepared for the long night ahead while saying a quick apology to Kyojuro for the rage you were sending his way.