A Beautiful Demon (Demon Slayer Females X Reader)

Sleeping Beauty [24]

The door was slightly cracked open as I arrived at her room. I knocked on the wall and then went inside. Nezuko had strung a yarn ball from the ceiling and was hitting it back and forth to entertain herself.

Y/N: Hey, Nezuko.

She stopped hitting the ball and sat up. The ball swung back and bumped her on the head. I laughed at her as she started fighting with it.

Y/N: Where'd you get that yarn ball from?

She pointed to the closet in her room.

**I guess she's been doing some exploring. There's probably a whole lot of stuff in that closet...**

I walked over to the bed and poked the ball as it was swinging.

Y/N: Cool.

She leaned over and grabbed something off her bed. It was my journal that I gave her.

Nezuko: Mmm?

She was ready for storytime. I wondered which one I would tell her this time. I laid down on the floor next to her bed and she handed me the journal.

Y/N: Let's see...

I didn't notice that Nezuko had shrunk down to a smaller size. She laid on her bed with the blanket sitting on top of her head. She looked down at me waiting. I stared back at her for a while and couldn't help but smile. She seemed confused as to what I was smiling about.

Nezuko: Hmm?

Y/N: Nothing.

I flipped through the pages of my journal and stopped at a story I'd been working on at Urokodaki's house. It was somewhat scratched out and it was a story that I'd completely forgotten about.

**How could I forget about this one? Miho would've probably been ecstatic to hear about this.**

Y/N: Have you read this one yet Nezuko?

She leaned off the bed and stuck her face into the journal to see what I was talking about. She examined the page and then looked at me. She shook her head and moved back up onto the bed.

Y/N: Okay cool. Let's do this one.

**It's just a story, but it's actually based on something real.**

She rested her head in her hands and waited for me to start.

Y/N: It's called Sleeping Beauty.

I thought to myself before I started. I remembered why I started to scratch the words out. I felt like the story was cheesy and embarrassing then, but now...

**This isn't a love story... It's a story about love.**

She widened her eyes as I started.

Y/N: One day, our hero was out adventuring in search of the Purple Forest. They got lost and wandered for days, weeks trying to find out where to go. They stumbled across a small house in the woods. It looked vacant at first, so our hero thought they found a place to rest-

Nezuko didn't want to lay on the bed anymore. She jumped down and laid next to me on the floor. She was balled up in her blanket as she tried to follow along with what I was reading on the page.

Y/N: Sadly, our hero couldn't reach the house. It was just so far away. The closer they got, the further away the house felt. They cried out to a higher power to save them but didn't hear an immediate response. Eventually, they succumbed to their exhaustion and passed out. When they woke up, they were greeted by an ogre. This ogre was grouchy, but also kind and compassionate. He was a gentle beast. The beast seemed lonely, and he told the hero that he wouldn't help them find the Purple Forest until they were healed. The hero had no choice but to stick around until they could receive help from the ogre. One day, the ogre went out into the woods to gather resources for his home. The hero patiently waited at the ogre's home for him to return. However, there was a strange noise coming from another room in the ogre's home. The hero feared it was an intruder, so they decided to go check what it was so they could keep the ogre's home in check. The hero opened the door expecting to find intruders or an animal. But It wasn't an animal, it was a girl. She was shy and timid at first as she hid from the hero, but upon realizing the hero meant no harm, she approached him. The hero thought the girl was very pretty, but they had difficulty communicating with each other because they spoke different languages. The best way they could communicate was just through spending time together and figuring each other out.