Tanjiro x Reader <3

Late Night Calling

Hey squad guess who's back 😜 sorry I was afk, I was wrapping up exams, finals and I was busy with work and life in general 😞 but I am back! I'm trying to get on the grind on some stories before a birthday special for Tanji Wanji's birthday 😏😏😏🎉 but no promises because I have to work, do summer work, and I'm interning sooooo I'll post as much as I can 💪💪 I luv you guys and thanks for sticking around through my many disappearances 🙁💗💗🫶
This story part is a little bit of spiciness over the phone 😏😏😏 enjoy! 😋 also again, don't mind spelling mistakes guys I was half asleep writing most of this 💔💔
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Being long distance sucked. Like, horribly.

Ever since your love accepted a lifetime opportunity, you seemed to believe the world was against you. He moved so far away it was near impossible to continue. After spending so much time together you couldn't fathom being away; it was devastating. Well, maybe you were exaggerating. He wasn't all that far but it was hard to routinely meet up with him. But it was okay; you were close to finalizing moving close to him.

But you found yourself in yet another cold lonely night where a pillow occupied a once warm body's place. You listened to him ramble on about his day and what happened, mostly lulled to sleep that his words came as sweet murmurs. Your heart beat so profoundly in your chest; you loved him. He was so sweet and sincere, so kindhearted and optimistic it was absolutely adorable. You could listen to him all day— you missed his voice, it just wasn't the same over the phone.

As you drifted off to sleep, his enthusiastic words dimmed into a low register— as if he seemed to know how much his murmuring tones pleased you. He derived off from his stories, instead whispering sweet affirmations as you fell asleep, like a soothing lullaby: gentle and mellifluous for only you. A warm smile bloomed over his lips at the sight of your calm visage yet it was barely seen from your droopy eyes. His love for you was always present; everywhere whether you knew it or not, even hours away. Yet you saw the glimmer of that pure love shine his wine hues; the notion was aimed only for you.

But.... something else seemed to swirl in his irises, a conflicting look almost shadowed his visage. It was like he was deciding between two things, pondering a conclusion and so focused on the action. What he was puzzled about you didn't know. A soft sigh escaped his lips. You perked up, if just a little from the euphonious sound. It reminded you of... no, now wasn't the time. He surely had to have been exhausted from work, your minuscule desires— which were gradually growing— would wait. You didn't want to bother him so late at night. Focus on him... that wasn't hard when he was so perfectly here for you, even if it was over a phone. However, you could imagine him here with you: snuggled into his side with your head on his chest and listening to his heart beat. Maybe some other thoughts arose, should he be here physically with you... but you pushed those away.

"What's wrong baby...?" You inquired, words tiny in comparison to just what was running through your mind. He blinked and focused on you, that same kindly smile returning from the momentary slip of his indifferent wandering thoughts.

"It's nothing, love... I just..." He looked away, disappointment almost clouding his expression. "I-I don't know really..."

You sat up more at his thoughts. Something was clearly wrong and it worried you, a lot. Such notions never occupied his soft features in a way like that. It was alarming to see him this way. Immediately, all initial pent feelings disappeared to be replaced with concern instead. You reached for your phone, adjusting it like you were touching him in an assured way, as if he was actually in front of you. But sadness hit hard when a cold glass screen brushed your fingertips. You propped yourself up on your elbows and focused on him.