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Tanjiro Kamado ~ Flower shop

-Modern AU-

Age sixteen... marks the first year without his family.He was taken in by his uncle Urokodaki and lives with him and his only sister Nezuko. After the fatal incident it was hard to move on, nothing was ever the same again and the two felt lost.

Today marked the 1 year anniversary and the remaining Kamados were going to pay their family a visit. Along walking the pavement heads were hung low and a sudden drizzle from above was rolling in. Urokodaki held an umbrella on the kids sheltering them from the upcoming rain and slowly walked with both beside him.

Tanjiro stared at the ground for who knows how long looking at the path gradually getting darker from the water, he thought about how much he missed his family and was still in denial about the whole thing. His thoughts were interrupted when he felt a rather rough nudge on his shoulder, he looked up to see Urokodaki gently smiling and using his head to point at the direction of the florist up ahead. Kamado nodded understanding what he wanted to do and ran up to the store and went inside. Shaking his wet hair and rubbing his dirty shoes against the mat he admired around the shop looking into all the pretty flowers blooming.

Upon scanning around he saw a rather cute girl looking at the flowers as well. He stood for a solid second, mouth agape admiring her looks and delicate features. His heart began to warm up at the sight and began to pump feeling nervous, that girl literally took his breath away.

He suddenly jumped when Nezuko appeared next to him telling him to hurry up. He quickly apologized and grabbed a bouquet and met up with Urkodaki outside who was waiting patiently. Nezuko was last to leave the shop looking back to look at the girl that her brother had been staring at.

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After that day Tanjiro started to notice the h/c girl everywhere. Every morning they both took the same road walking to their schools except she would walk in the opposite direction, on the other side of the street. Their paths would never meet up with each other and he never got the chance to talk to her. For now he could adore her from afar, her beauty kept him enticed and on the line for he was dying internally wanting to know more about the mysterious girl.

The only time they would cross paths was on THAT day every single year. 4 years had passed and their only interaction so far was smiling and waving at each other.

y/n pov

It was my nineteenth birthday today and I wanted to go visit my brother and spend time with him. I walked to the oh so familiar flower shop a few blocks from my school knowing full well that today was the only day that I could meet that fine redhead. Throughout the years puberty had sure hit him right, he was already cute before but damn each year he had become more and more handsome.

I blushed. Damn y/n why you gotta think like that. Anyways I gleefully walked along the neverending path to the florist. I got there earlier than I usually do and picked out some Iris' that symbolise hope and is one of my brothers favourite flowers.I sauntered around the shop some more making myself look busy and waiting upon the arrival of the recognisable hair in hopes to get my daily dose of extreme blushing and nervousness, something i'd never thought I say.

I wait a few more minutes and the sound of the bell rings through my ears as I get way too excited then I should've. Silently cursing myself in my head I anticipated if the boy saw my little celebration. I looked up and saw the shop owner giggling and winking at me straight after, I continued to look at him with a confused look on my face not noticing that the red haired boy stood right next to me. He...was...right...next...to...me, smiling his usual grin.

It was as if we knew each other for so long disregarding the fact that we only properly meet each other once every year with little to no interaction. It's like he's the missing piece to my puzzle and is someone I wish to be with. Yet I know nothing about him.