|𝐅𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬|
↳ Various Demon Slayer x F!Reader
𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡, a girl's family was brutally slaughtered by the demon king, so she decided to protect the people she cares about and take revenge for them. However, along the way, she catches t...
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↳ 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟑: 𝐌𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬
The next day came easily. The morning passed in a similar protocol to most days since [Y/N] had woken up. Shinobu arrived in her room early in the morning so that she could give her another dose of her usual medicine and maybe even admire her a little if she was lucky enough to find her sleeping.
That day's dose of medicine was quickly forgotten, however. The glass was already empty, but the room was filled with the sound of their conversations.
If Shinobu had to think about anything that might happen when she walked into her room that morning, she certainly wouldn't have thought about sitting on her bed, her back to her, letting her style her hair. It was one of the few things she couldn't ever truly prepare herself for.
Shinobu wasn't someone who was easily become flustered. In fact, it was probably one of the hardest things to do. To her, flustering others was child's play, and she didn't deny that it gave her immense amusement. But when she was on the other end of the line, things suddenly seemed much different. The amusement was replaced by embarrassment and an unsettling heat that had unknowingly settled on her face.
And yet she sat there, seemingly as unperturbed as possible on the outside, seemingly enjoying the treatment on her hair in silence. But inside, she was flustered. She had never experienced this kind of care, this kind of touch. It all felt so intimate. The more she thought about it, the more she felt her embarrassment grow, her face getting hotter. The only thing she was grateful for at that moment was that she was able to hide her blush and embarrassment behind a seemingly calm mask. But she wasn't sure how long she could keep it up.
The careful, gentle strokes of [Y/N]'s fingers on her hair, as they sometimes brushed against her skin, almost lit a fire in her. Whenever she felt her touch, she felt something ignite inside her. She felt almost restless, but in a way that was desperate for more. And that was her undoing. She had experienced something truly intimate with someone she loved and suddenly found herself wanting more, wanting to never let it go.
She always wore her hair in her usual yakai maki style, secured with a butterfly clip, but now her hair was down to her shoulders. The purple ends were much more visible in the rest of her hair, which the other girl could only admire. She usually didn't wear her hair down, as it was easier to keep it up all day. But now she felt like she was happy to wear it like this. Those gentle touches on her hair almost mesmerized her and she wanted to feel more of it.
"Your hair is truly beautiful, Shinobu. You look amazing like this." [Y/N] commented as she ran her fingers through the strands, making sure to get them in the best condition possible.
Shinobu was sure her face was getting warmer, but she didn't want to turn around to test that theory. If she was right, she would see it on her face that she had noticed, and she didn't want to be visibly embarrassed. It was enough that her heart was beating even faster than it should at her words.
