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Mist and Books: A Muichiro Tokito x Reader Love Story

You are a young woman who works as a librarian at the Demon Slayer Corps headquarters. You have always been fascinated by books and knowledge, and you enjoy helping others find the information they need. You have a crush on Muichiro Tokito, the Mist Hashira and one of the strongest demon slayers. He is a handsome and mysterious young man with white hair and blue eyes. He often visits the library to read books and learn new things. He is quiet and aloof, but also curious and intelligent. You have a crush on him, but you never dare to confess your feelings. You think that he is not interested in you, or in anyone for that matter.
You suffer from low self-confidence and shyness, which stem from your past. You were an orphan who was adopted by a kind but poor family. You had no friends or relatives to support you. You only found solace in reading books and learning new things. You joined the Demon Slayer Corps hoping to contribute to the fight against demons, but you still feel like you don't fit in.One day, you are working at the library when Muichiro comes in. He greets you politely and asks you for a book on history. You smile and lead him to the section where the book is located. You hand him the book and tell him to enjoy it.He thanks you and takes the book. He looks at you with a curious expression.He asks you what you like about books.You blush and stutter.You tell him that you like books because they teach you new things, they take you to different places, they make you feel different emotions.He nods and tilts his head.He asks you what emotions are.You blink and stare at him.You ask him if he doesn't know what emotions are.He shakes his head and says no.He says that he doesn't understand emotions very well, that he doesn't feel them very often.He says that he only feels calm or curious or determined or bored.He says that he doesn't feel happy or sad or angry or afraid.He says that he doesn't feel love.You feel a pang of sadness in your chest.You ask him if he has ever loved someone or something.He thinks for a moment and says no.He says that he doesn't know what love is or how it feels.He says that he has never loved anyone or anything.He says that he doesn't need love.You feel a surge of emotion in your chest, something you have never felt before.You feel joy for having this conversation with him.You feel fear for losing him.You feel doubt for reaching him.You feel love for loving him.You decide to tell him how you feel, and what love is.You take a deep breath and look into his eyes.You tell him that you love him, and that you have loved him for a long time.You tell him that love is a feeling that makes your heart beat faster, that makes your smile brighter, that makes your life better.You tell him that love is a feeling that makes you care about someone more than yourself, that makes you want to protect them and make them happy, that makes you want to be with them forever.You tell him that love is a feeling that makes you happy when they are happy, sad when they are sad, angry when they are hurt, afraid when they are in danger.You tell him that love is a feeling that makes you do things that you wouldn't normally do, like confessing your feelings to someone who might not feel the same way.You tell him all the positive things that you think about him.Muichiro listens to your words with wonder and awe.He feels a shock of electricity run through his body.He feels his heart beat faster and his face heat up.He feels something warm and soft in his chest, something he has never felt before.He feels joy for hearing you say those words.He feels fear for losing you.He feels doubt for trusting you.He feels love for loving you back.He tells you that he loves you too, but...But what? You ask.But...he doesn't know how to show it. He says.He tells you that he doesn't know how to express his feelings, how to act on them, how to make you happy.He tells you that he doesn't know how to be a good boyfriend, how to be a good lover, how to be a good partner.He tells you that he doesn't know how to love you properly, how to love you enough, how to love you right.He tells you all the negative things that he thinks about himself.You listen to his words with sadness and anger.You shake your head and squeeze his hand harder.You tell him to stop saying those things, to stop putting himself down.You tell him that those things are not true, that they are lies that he has told himself or that others have told him.You tell him that they don't matter, that they don't define who he is or what he can do.You tell him that what matters is how he feels, how you feel, and how you make each other feel.You tell him that you know he can express his feelings, act on them, and make you happy.You tell him that you know he can be a good boyfriend, a good lover, a good partner.You tell him that you know he can love you properly, love you enough, love you right.You tell him that you don't need anything else from him, just his love and his presence.You tell him that you love him for who he is, not for what he does or has.You tell him that you love his quietness and aloofness, his intelligence and curiosity, his honesty and loyalty.You tell him that you love his smile and laugh, his voice and touch, his eyes and hair.You tell him that you love everything about him.You then lean in and press your lips against his.He feels a shock of electricity run through his body.He feels your warmth and softness.He feels your love and passion.He wraps his arms around you and kisses you back.He feels a wave of happiness wash over him.He feels his insecurity and doubt fade away.He feels his love and trust grow stronger.He breaks the kiss and hugs you tightly.He tells you that he is sorry for doubting you, for hurting you.He tells you that he is grateful for having you, for loving you.He tells you that he wants to be with you, forever.You hug him back and whisper in his ear.You tell him that it's okay, that you understand, that you forgive him.You tell him that you are happy for having him, for loving you.You tell him that you want to be with him too, forever.You kiss his cheek and rest your head on his shoulder.He smiles and strokes your hair.He tells you that this is your love story.

TIMESKIP

You and Muichiro are walking hand in hand to a nearby restaurant. You have decided to go out for lunch as a date, after working together at the library. You are both excited and nervous, as this is your first time going out as a couple.
You arrive at the restaurant and enter. You are greeted by a friendly waiter, who leads you to a table for two. You sit down and look at the menu. You see a variety of dishes, from noodles and rice to meat and vegetables. You ask Muichiro what he wants to eat.He looks at the menu and shrugs.He says that he doesn't have any preferences, that he will eat anything.He says that he doesn't care about food very much, that he only eats to survive.He says that he doesn't have any favorite foods or flavors.You feel a pang of pity in your chest.You ask him if he has ever enjoyed eating something, or if he has ever tried something new or different.He thinks for a moment and says no.He says that he has never enjoyed eating anything, or tried anything new or different.He says that he has always eaten the same things, whatever was available or convenient.He says that he has never had any curiosity or interest in food.You feel a surge of emotion in your chest, something you have never felt before.You feel joy for having this opportunity to share something with him.You feel fear for disappointing him or boring him.You feel doubt for being able to please him or surprise him.You feel love for loving him.You decide to show him how you feel, and what food is.You take the menu and smile at him.You tell him that you have some preferences, that you like certain things more than others.You tell him that you care about food very much, that you eat to enjoy and discover.You tell him that you have many favorite foods and flavors, and that you want to share them with him.You tell him that you want to try new and different things with him, and that you want to see his reactions and opinions.You tell him that you have a lot of curiosity and interest in food, and in him.You then order some dishes for both of you, choosing a variety of tastes and textures. You order some noodles with spicy sauce, some rice with sweet and sour pork, some dumplings with vinegar and soy sauce, some salad with dressing, some soup with tofu and seaweed, some tea with honey and lemon.You wait for the food to arrive, while chatting with Muichiro. You ask him about his day, his work, his hobbies. He answers your questions politely and briefly. He asks you about your day, your work, your hobbies. You answer his questions enthusiastically and elaborately. You try to make him laugh and smile. He tries to understand and respond. You feel a connection and a gap between you. You want to bridge it with your love.The food arrives and is placed on the table. You thank the waiter and look at the dishes. You see a colorful and delicious array of food. You look at Muichiro and see a curious and confused expression on his face. He looks at the dishes with wonder and awe.He asks you what they are.You explain to him what each dish is, what ingredients it has, what flavor it has.You tell him how to eat them, what utensils to use, what sauces to add.You tell him why you like them, what memories they evoke, what emotions they stir.You then invite him to try them with you.He nods and follows your lead.He picks up a noodle with his chopsticks and puts it in his mouth.He feels a shock of electricity run through his tongue.He feels the spiciness of the sauce, the chewiness of the noodle, the heat of the dish.He feels something new and exciting in his mouth, something he has never felt before.He feels joy for tasting something different.He feels fear for burning his mouth or choking on his food.He feels doubt for liking or disliking it.He feels love for sharing it with you.He swallows the noodle and looks at you with wide eyes.He tells you that it's spicy, but good.He tells you that he likes it, but it's too hot for him.He tells you that he wants to try more, but he needs some water first.You smile and hand him a glass of water.You tell him that it's okay, that you understand, that you are proud of him.You tell him that you are happy that he likes it, but you don't want him to hurt himself or force himself.You tell him that he can try more if he wants to, but he can also stop if he wants to.You tell him that you love him for who he is, not for what he eats or does not eat.You tell him that you love his curiosity and courage, his honesty and loyalty, his intelligence and simplicity.You tell him that you love his wide eyes and surprised mouth, his voice and touch, his hair and skin.You tell him that you love everything about him.You then lean in and kiss him softly on the lips.He feels a shock of electricity run through his body.He feels your warmth and softness.He feels your love and passion.He wraps his arms around you and kisses you back.He feels a wave of happiness wash over him.He feels his insecurity and doubt fade away.He feels his love and trust grow stronger.He breaks the kiss and hugs you tightly.He tells you that he loves you too, more than anything.He tells you that he is sorry for being ignorant or boring.He tells you that he is grateful for having you, for loving you.He tells you that he wants to be with you forever.You hug him back and whisper in your ear.You tell him that it's okay, that you understand, that you forgive him.You tell him that you are happy for having him, for loving you.You tell him that you want to be with him too forever.You kiss his cheek and rest your head on his shoulder.He smiles and strokes your hair.He tells you that this is your love story.