𝐍𝐘𝐂𝐓𝐎𝐏𝐇𝐘𝐋𝐈𝐀 ࿓ 𝙏. 𝙆𝘼𝙈𝘼𝘿𝙊

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Maybe he could have talked to her. Maybe he could have reassured her. Maybe he could have gotten with her instead of his current girlfriend...

But he was blinded. Blinded by the friendship she had given him from the start. Blinded by such naiveness and childishness. So blinded.. that he never saw how hurt she was.

The many times she tried holding his hand, only for him to slip right through her fingers. Even when they were as close as one could be.

So close to being together... So close to finally not have any space at all once again. They had faded after graduating from junior high in the slightest, but that distance for him felt like they were now worlds apart.

But it was no use, he thought. It was too damn late. She will move on, and leave him in the dust just like the many times he had done with her.

Perhaps karma will get him.. But will it really?

Here he was now, glaring at the ceiling. The only light coming from his window since the night was highlighted with bright stars. Slowly closing his eyes, he felt himself drift off to sleep.. Not knowing what dreams his brain will create this time.

Because lately, they were all of her.

"(Y/n)?" he calls to her, but she continued to have her back facing him. They were in these woods, but he didn't recognize them.

His eyes widened when realizing she was not listening to him calling her name, so he ran up to her and grabbed her hand. "Hey.. What's wrong—" she slapped his hand away, yet she still didn't look at him.

"Leave me the fuck alone already. I'm so sick and tired of your shit." she muttered, and with that he let her go. Hesitantly, he began to chase after her—but she would only fasten up her pace.

He was growing frustrated.. Why was she being so distant?

"Why I'm being so distant? You know exactly why. You have been playing with MY feelings for as long as we have known each other!" he found himself in a black void, and her voice was echoing throughout it. His eyes widened.

"I'm sorry what?! I haven't! I never knew you loved me—"

"Yes you did.. You always did. Yet you decided to play with my feelings. Like a fucking LOSER!" her voice became deep and demonic as more voices began yelling at him. But he could only fall back with disbelief.

"You only want to fuck me.. Is that the issue? You just want me to fuck you and that desperate little dick?" multiple naked (Y/n)'s surrounded Tanjiro. Some of them pressed their breasts against his back, while others just played with themselves right in front of him.

He blinked, about to stand up when the real copy pushed him back to the ground. She pressed her bare crotch against his growing bulge, yet he could only stare at her wide eyed.

Was this really what he wanted? No, no it was not. If he were to fuck you it would be to prove his love to you.

His best friend. His.. What exactly were they? Just best friends or just.. Something he wishes to be with her?