Mirrors | T.Muichiro X Reader

♡| 15 - Jealousy | ♡

When they reached the hot springs, the mood instantly lightened. Mitsuri was there, braiding Nezuko's hair while the boys were off around the corner, yelling at Inosuke about something. Y/n smiled. After all the stress of the last few days, she was glad to have a chance to unwind.

Plus, I'm going to get to see my boyfriend in his swimming trunks, so that of course makes everything better.

She pulled her shirt over her head to reveal her bikini underneath. She was slightly embarrassed about the large, unsightly scar on her back, but Muichiro had already seen it and said that he didn't mind it. That made her feel better... After all, his opinion was the only one that mattered to her.

Muichiro turned, his gaze meeting her bare skin. His eyes lit up, and he was blushing... Why did he feel the need to look at her in her bathing suit? She's just so beautiful.. I can't help it!

His cheeks turned beet red as he saw his reflection in the rippling water.

I wonder what she thinks of my body... Do I... look nice?

He looked down at the ground, trying to conceal his embarrassment while getting in the hot springs. Y/n climbed into the water alongside Muichiro, feeling his gaze watching her. She was nervous, being exposed like this; she dunked herself in the water before any of the other demon slayers could see her.

"Mui..." she mumbled and poked his arm without looking at him. He was still watching her intently, looking at her body.

I wonder if she minds me.. looking at her like this, watching- no, it's rude to stare! Even if it's Y/n, it's still rude! She's just so beautiful though!

He gulped, and his face turned more red when he realized she was speaking to him.

"Huh..?" He asked, looking up at her. Did she notice..?

"I... um..." she had completely forgotten what she had been meaning to say, because she had accidentally caught a glimpse of him up close, despite her attempts at averting her eyes.

He was so pretty, especially like this! He even had his hair up in a ponytail; Y/n felt like she would faint, and it wasn't from the heat of the springs.

"Hey, you two!" Mitsuri called over in her cheery, sing-song voice. Y/n gulped and looked to Muichiro. He knew the love hashira much better than she did, so she would let him take the lead for now. Muichiro looked up, and his face was the same color as a tomato. His heart was beating so fast, it felt like it was going to explode out of his chest.

He heard Mitsuri's voice, and knew he had to compose himself. I can't embarrass myself here. I can't do that, or Y/n will think I'm some sort of deviant...

"Hi! Uh.. What do you need?" He asked, nervously. His mind was still on Y/n. Just.. just act like you aren't flustered, like you haven't noticed anything... right?

"Hello Toki- KYAAA! You're that adorable mirror-girl that master Kagaya introduced us all to at that meeting!" She leaned forward and pinched Y/n's cheek, making her turn bright red with embarrassment.

"A-ha... yeah... That's me!" She replied nervously, glancing sideways at Muichiro. He didn't seem to be paying attention to the conversation... instead he was staring rather aggressively at the rock behind her. His face was still red.

Oh god..! What do I say...? Do I act like she didn't catch me staring at her? Oh god.. I look like a pervert..

He continued staring at the rock, not wanting to get into any more of a state at the moment.

I can't.. I'm so embarrassed..

Y/n frowned. It was obvious that Muichiro was flustered but... was it because of her, or... or the goddess of a love hashira standing next to her?! Despite herself, a twinge of jealous struck her. She knew what the logical guess would be... No one in their right mind would look at a scarred up nobody like her in comparison to Mitsuri.