Random Kny One Shots [Requests Closed] I don’t want you I want Kyojuro | {UzuRen}

Theme: Fluff

Cuddles are cute but harder to write </3

Note: A mix of modern and regular! Basically modern AU with demons or regular AU but more advanced :>

Tengen tapped on his phone, texting in the groupchat with his wives. 

Tengen ✨: I’m at the coffee shop rn 

Hina: Alright, I’ll be there in a little

Tengen ✨: No worries I’m just going to get a drink before I go back home

Makio: You’re lying I know why you’re really there 👀

Tengen ✨: Wdym..

Hina: Makio-

Makio: What -_-

Hina: Please don’t

Tengen ✨: ??

Makio: You’re just there to see Kyojuro

Tengen✨: Love how perceptive you are.. 

Makio: 😘

Tengen✨: ‘Kay ima order now one min

Makio: Kk

Tengen put his phone in his pocket and looked up, his gaze stopping at the waitress who stood in front of him. She gave him what he assumed was meant to be a flirty smile as she held up a notepad. 

“Hello, sir, what would you like to get?” she asked.

“Uhh,” Tengen said. He hadn’t actually come here for a drink, like Makio had guessed, so he hadn’t thought of what he might order—or that he would at all until this woman walked up to him. “I don’t know, lemme think.”

“Of course, sir, take your time,” she said, smiling at him. She flipped her hair slightly, trying to catch his gaze.

He ignored this and glanced up at the list of things you could buy here that was displayed on a screen over the ordering counter. He scanned it. Finding nothing that he might want to eat or drink now, he continued staring at it, hoping that if he stalled would make the woman go. But she stayed and he sighed to himself.

“I’m not sure,” he admitted, taking his phone back out.

The woman bent closer to him. “Could I suggest something?” she asked, the smile still playing on her face which was uncomfortably close to Tengen’s.

“Sure..?”

“Why don’t you have,” she started, pausing to jot something down. “My number?” she finished, tearing off the paper from the notepad and placing it on the table in front of him. 

Tengen raised an eyebrow. “Miss.. you realize I’m married?” he said cautiously. He hadn’t realized she would make a move so fast. Usually they got too scared to ask and he’d already left once they got the courage to.

She scoffed. “Sure.” 

He lifted his hand, letting her see the ring on his finger. “I’m married.” 

The waitress looked embarrassed but wouldn’t back down. “Y-Yeah right! That’s just for looks, that and your bracelets and stuff,” she said hastily. “Just accessories.”

Tengen narrowed his eyes. She was so persistant. “I’m saying no, I don’t want your number,” he said, his voice stern. 

“Yes, yes you do!” she insisted. “You’re going to call me later, right?”

“No,” he said, annoyed. “I won’t.” He closed his eyes, putting his finger to his temples and sighing.

“But.. but I love you!” she blurted out, making Tengen’s eyes snap wide open. So straightforward.

“And what for? I don’t even know you, just met you, and I don’t love you. I don’t want you,” he said, sitting up. He put his phone back in his pocket and started to stand.

“No, sir, but-” she started, pushing him back down. 

Tengen, who was a lot stronger than her, but had just spotted Kyojuro in the back, decided to let her make him sit. But then she tried sitting on his lap and he rolled his eyes and moved her off. 

“Miss, I don’t want you,” he repeated. “I want..” He paused. Either he would say a random drink or.. “Kyojuro.”

She look startled at this and turned to see where he was staring at. Kyojuro stood a table away, placing two drinks on a table for the people sitting there. The waitress crossed her arms and glared.

Upon hearing his name, Kyojuro walked over, smiling at the Hashira. “Hello!” he said. “I heard my name?-“

The waitress looked at Kyojuro judgingly and Tengen nodded. “Yes, ah, Kyojuro, hi,” he said, giving him a look that said “Help.”

Confused, the Flame Hashira didn’t say anything, his eyes darting fron Tengen to the waitress and back. “Is.. something wrong?”

“Yes, this girl keeps trying to hit on me no matter how many times I’ve told her no,” Tengen said, annoyed.

“Ah..”

“The girl” continued glaring at Kyojuro who fidgeted awkwardly. “And yet you told me you didn’t want me because we just met, but you said you wanted Rengoku when you just met him too!” she hissed, turning to Tengen.

“I do know him, I literally just called him by name!” Tengen said exasperatedly.

“Because he has a name tag on! You saw it!” she insisted.

“Ehm.. I do know Tengen,” Kyojuro spoke up, earning another glare from the waitress.

“Yeah right, you’re not married to him,” she said, putting her hands on her hips.

Tengen, getting a sudden idea, smirked and gave Kyojuro a knowing look. Then, standing, he pulled the shorter Hashira to his side and said, “As a matter of fact, I am! Kyojuro is my husband.”

The waitress spluttered looking from one to the other. “P..Prove it! Rengoku don’t even have a ring!” she said.

Kyojuro, understanding what Tengen was trying to do, said, “I don’t put it on as much since when I first got it I had been younger so it doesn’t fit me quite as well anymore.”

“Suree,” she said, not buying it.

Tengen decided he would need to show her that they ‘were married’ because words clearly weren’t helping. So, leaning down, he kissed Kyojuro. It was a surprise, of course, but Kyojuro kissed back easily, with only half a second of processing. After all, this hadn’t been the first time Tengen had kissed him.

The girl looked furious now and stomped off. The other people around were staring now and Tengen quickly decided he should leave before he caused a bigger commotion.

Kyojuro agreed and said he would ask to take the rest of the day off.

Tengen waited in a park nearby, taking out his phone and grinning to himself. The whole situation, in all, had actually been quite amusing and entertaining now that he thought about it. Usually the people who came up to him were demon slayers so he could easily scare them just with the notion of him being a Hashira, but with someone who didn’t know he killed demons daily.. it was fun to get creative.

(me who wasn’t creative at all since I did smth similar but w/ SaneGiyuu ;-;)

He clicked back to the groupchat and found Makio arguing with Suma about something he didn’t bother scrolling up for.

Tengen✨: Omw home after Kyojuro comes out

Makio: STFU IT’S YOUR FAULT

Makio: Oh hi

Suma: NO IT WASN”T

Tengen✨: This girl kept trying to date me 😑

Hina: Oh?

Tengen✨: Yeeah but i pretended me and Kyo were married bc she didnt believe im married-

Makio: Interesting

Makio: Can I pay the girl a visit?

Tengen✨: I’d rather no one gets hurt tbh 

Makio: I’m not going to get hurt!!

Tengen✨: I didn’t mean you- I’m aware of your strengths

Tengen✨: Just, it’ll probably best if the girl doesnt get sent to the hospital because the blame might go on Kyo 

Hina: I agree

Suma: Why does he even work though? He already gets paid for being a Hashira right?

Makio: Dumbass he still needs money to help his family not only support himself

Suma: Oh 

Makio: Idiot

Tengen✨:  Kyojuro’s here, I’ll be home soon 😀

HIna: Me and Makio are shopping right now, and Suma’s at the grocery. We figured you two would want some time alone 😊

Tengen✨: Oh, thank you <33 

Hina: ^^

Makio: :3

Suma: Mhm!

Tengen pocketed his phone and waved over to where Kyojuro was walking. Kyojuro jogged over to him and then presented him a bag. 

“Hm? What’s this?” Tengen asked, taking it. 

“Gift,” Kyojuro said. 

“There was no need to,” Tengen laughed, hugging his boyfriend.

“Well I wanted to!” Kyojuro insisted, urging him to open it.

The Sound Hashira opened the bag and found a sparkly cover which he assumed was for his katana. Under it was an assortment of jewleries which shone in the sunlight. “Flashy,” Tengen declared, grinning. “Thank you!”

Kyojuro nodded, smiling. “I had the sheath made specifically for your katanas since they’re different than normal ones. The rest I bought because I thought you might like them.”

“I love them!” Tengen said happily, drapping one of the necklaces over Kyojuro’s head. “You can have one.”

The two Hashira smiled at each other and Tengen put the rest of the present into the bag for safekeeping. He would put the katanas in the cover later because he figured people would freak out if he pulled them out now.

The two walked to Uzui’s home, the constant chatter Kyojuro provided left no space for silence, and they arrived quite quickly. Tengen unlocked the door and stepped inside, letting Kyojuro go first. He closed the door and put his things down on the table in the hallway before going off to change into more comfortable clothes. He let Kyojuro borrow some of his, deciding the Flame Hashira would look adorable in clothes a size to big.

Kyojuro did look really cute in them as he rolled up the sleeves in an attempt to make it fit better—though the sleeves just rolled back down proving to be too limp to stay up. Tengen tackled him into a bear hug, kissing Kyojuro’s forehead. 

Kyojuro laughed, not having expected that and had almost been knocked over. “You startled me, Tengen,” he said, wrapping his arms around the Hashira. 

Tengen answered by leaning down and kissing him gently. “Tired? You usually anticipate it before I even move,” he murmured inbetween kisses. 

“A bit,” Kyojuro admitted. “Haven’t slept much since my shift started earlier today and that happened to be right after I finished my mission, so..”

“Ah, in that case,” Tengen started, suddenly picking up Kyojuro and marching to the bedroom. “You are going to get some rest.”

The two laughed and Kyojuro tried getting out of Tengen’s grip but to no avail. Eventually he just relaxed and let himself be thrown onto the bed. Both were tangled up into eachothers arms and the blankets as they moved chaotically on the mattress before they were able to get into a comfortable position. Tengen’s arms were wrapped protectively around Kyojuro’s body. The smaller male had his face buried in Tengen’s chest, feeling the warmth spread through him. 

It didn’t take long before Kyojuro’s drowsiness swept over himself, and as he felt himself falling asleep, he mumbled, “I don’t want anyone but you, Tengen.”

Tengen smiled at that and hugged Kyojuro tighter. “Rest well, love.”

{Word count: 1752} 

Little help from the wheel: Cuddles, Gifts, Coffee shop

Hope this appealed to you TvT” I didn’t get to much of the cuddling because most of this took place at the coffee shop and I got a little carried away with that so sorry bout that! 

Love UzuRen fluff tbh 

Except then I have to figure out ways to refer to them as other than their names otherwise it gets too repetitive ;-; Like, I can’t use “he/him/his” as much because they’re both gay men 😑

It’s frustrating but yk gotta deal w/ it bc most of what I ship is gayy 🤩