Being a normal high school student, and really into anime. Especially Demon Slayer! But you sense something unique about the Tsugikuni brothers. Mostly Yoriichi...
One day, on your way home from school, your house was completely ruined. Cans, cookwa...
My heart begin to race, the moment I heard the door shut.
"(Y/n)...I...wanted to tell you something similar too," He said, after a long silence. He was leaning against a wall on his side, with his hands in his pockets. I don't know why, but it looks...REALLY hot.
"Y-yeah?" I asked, hoping for a certain few words.
"You...also mean the world to me. I can't be any more grateful to have such a kind person like you to introduce me to this world and take me in. It makes me happy that you still haven't gotten annoyed with me yet..." He said, with the last few words getting quieter.
"H-huh?! No need to thank me! But why would I ever get annoyed with you?"
"I was raised entirely different from my elder brother, Michikatsu. He was raised...normally, getting a professional swordsman to teach him, in a normal room, loved by everyone. I didn't speak until age 10. (I THINK IT WAS AGE 10 WHEN HE SPOKE??) So I figured they were annoyed that I was mute, and...raised me in a completely different room," He said, looking down on the wooden floor.
"I-it was your fault-" I began, but he raised his palm as if saying no.
"It was. I don't remember the exact reason why I didn't speak either. My brother...also he tries his best to get along with me, I could feel that he is a bit annoyed," Although I have already read it in the manga...it's even more depressing to hear him say it from himself.
"Yoriichi...please don't think that way, it really wasn't your fault..."
"I want to think that way, but the reality is reality," He responded, now sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Come on, Yoriichi...stop thinking it was your fault, you were a perfectly normal child-"
"Normal? But...I somehow landed a bunch of hits on the professional trainer...just at the age of 10...you don't think I'm some monster?" I scrunched my eyebrows concerningly.
"What? Of course not! You're just super strong!" I said, trying to cheer him up with the truth.
"You think so?" He asked, and I walked over to him and stood in front of his sitting figure.
"Mhm!" I said, stroking his head.
He stayed silent afterward, until he held my hand that was on his head down, and placed my palm on his, with the back of my hand facing his face.
He pulled it closer to his mouth, and gently gave a small kiss on my knuckles, like how the gentlemen would kiss the lady's hand in Europe's fancy ballrooms in the 18 century.
I blushed at his sudden affection.
He pulled my hand away from him, but with my palm still on his. His thumb began to slowly, and gently rub the back of my palm, and carefully observed every vein and detail on my hand.
"Y-yori?-" I began, but he looked up to me. Bro...
THAT WAS SO CUTEEEE
I CAN'T SPEAK
I placed one hand on the side of his cheeks and ran my thumb on the cheek.
He smiled at it, and place his other hand on top of my hand that was still on his face. I tensed myself up to hold myself back from tackling him right now.
He probably realized it, because...
He gently pulled my arm, and it made me fall onto him...
"Yori?-" I wasn't able to finish. He had me sit on his lap, with my side against his chest. Both my feet dangled at the side of him.
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(It's that type!! Sorry to use that anime!)
I loudly gasped at his sudden, surprising action.
But later when I calmed down, I started to realize how comfortable it actually is.
His warmth made my body warm, and his hands on my arm just made me feel so assured.
I laid my head on his collar bone and snuggled more into his chest. Since my eyes were still open, I began...to see the outline of it.
His collar bones and neck are so detailed...
I bit my lip to hold myself back from kissing it.
He must have noticed. Dang it-
He lifted my chin up and faced it towards him.
We both stared deeply into each other's eyes and began to get lost in it...this time, I did not dare to look away. If I faint, then I faint. It's worth it. His eyes are so pretty...
He used his thumb to lightly brush my bottom lip, and we both unconsciously slowly leaned toward each other's faces.
The closer we got, the faster my heartbeat got. Same with his, since I placed one of my hands on his chest.
Finally, our noses touched. Are we...going to kiss?
We both closed our eyes, and prepared for a small kiss...or peck. I could really feel his lips, just slightly, SLIGHTLy brush against mine.
Thump!
We both jumped when he heard a loud, REALLY loud crash.
The loud noise snapped us back into reality.
We both became a blushing mess when we realized how close our lips and faces are.
Instantly, I buried my face into his shoulder in embarrassment and clutched his shirt tightly.
