/ 𝙏𝘼𝙉𝙅𝙄𝙍𝙊 𝙓 𝙍𝙀𝘼𝘿𝙀𝙍 /

Mute Part I ( Angst)

"Y/n! I need you to tend to a boy in room 102. Kamado. Remember him? He's been here a few times. But he's alone this time." Aoi's annoyed voice sounded across the open yard. You nodded, placing the last of the laundry on small clips before activating Total concentration breathing to sprint to the boy.

You always completed your tasks swiftly. One of the reasons Shinobu was eager to take you under her wing.

You knocked gently on the door of room 102, hearing a muffled, "Come in!" You slid open the door, bowing at the waist to the red head.

After, you made your way to him, grabbing a first aid kit from a belt strapped across your waist.

"It's you again! L/n was it? How have you been?" He attempted to make small talk, a cheery smile resting on his slightly bruised soft face as you grabbed rubbing alcohol. Your eyes remained dull, unlike the sparkle excited wine ones staring at your determined face.

"Are you alright, L/n-san?" You looked up into his eyes, for the first time. Your heart sped up, the first emotion you had felt for a long while, ever since being abused. It felt like excitement, but also embarrassment? It didn't matter. You just wanted your heart to stop throbbing.

You finally responded with a quick nod, before looking to the buttons on his pajama shirt, half undone to reveal his toned chest with a gash across it.

You brought the cloth back, cleaning the wound gently. "Ouch! This stuff stings. It helps that your being so good, L/n. Extremely gentle."

Your face flushed at his praise, keeping your gaze on his muscles. Aromas of Sage and Cedarwood messing with your senses, illuminating his chest softly.

"Your not very talkative L/n-san. You weren't the last time I was here either now that I think of it . . ."
His face went into a slight pout, pondering off into his own smaller world. "You must be having a bad day! You know, whenever Nezuko is upset, head pats really help her feel better."

You pulled your hands away from his chest. Before you could reach for your next tool, you felt a gentle pat, so soft and kind on the top of your head. Resonating slightly, his hand gently petting your hair.

A blush burned your face, reaching up to grasp his wrist. He took a hold of the hand on his, bringing it up to his mouth; he kissed your palm.

"I hope you feel better Angel. Is it okay that I call you that? Its a nickname! Since your like my guardian angel . . . always taking care of me . . . " His words trailed off as you both got lost in each others gaze, eyes connected.

You quickly pulled back, noticing the distance between you both was shortening. You stood a good few feet back, bowing down to him before sprinting away.

•• One week Later ••

"Hey Y/n-chan! I arrived early this morning and I'm doing recovery training. I thought I'd check up on you." You glanced up to see the boy perched on a tree branch, leaning his back against the trunk.

You looked back down to the bushes you were tending to, clipping out the ripe herbs for Shinobus poison. "Seems like your working hard out here! Do you need any help?" He jumped down to the ground, standing over you as you clips and harvested. You shook your head no.

••Three days Later••

"Are you sure your not over working yourself Y/n-chan?" Tanjiro said, hugging the tree branch like a sloth. He was exhausted, but wanted to keep you company as you did the laundry late at night.