Two Worlds (Tanjiro x reader)

2.

I excused myself after finishing my dinner before him and placed the dirty dishes of mine in the sink. I went upstairs to my bathroom and began pacing back and forth.

"Christ! How is this actually happening? I seriously do not understand! This has to be a dream right?" I whispered to myself. I pinched my arm hard and I nearly screamed. "Nope! Not a dream! Great, now it's going to swell and turn red." I rubbed my hand over my arm to soothe the pain.

I stared at myself in the mirror, focusing on how confused and frustrated I was. I couldn't help but laugh at myself from how stupid I looked.

"Get it together (y/n)! Come on!" I sat on the side of my bathtub, thinking over any possible ways this could happen. "Where is he even going to sleep? Mom turned the guest room into a home office and I can't let him stay in my parent's room, what if they come home unexpectedly??"

My bathroom door sounded two knocks, startling me. I opened the door to find Tanjiro standing there.

"Hey, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, why?"

"I came up here to tell you that I washed the dishes for you but all I heard was mumbling from in here."

I feel my face heat up from embarrassment and I squeezed past him and into my room.

"You must be crazy because I didn't hear anything nor was I mumbling." I laughed nervously. I took a deep breath to calm myself down. "You washed the dishes for me? You didn't have to, I could've done it myself."

"It's the least I could do."

"Well, thank you! I really appreciate it." I smiled at him. His eyes lit up at the sight of me smiling but I paid no attention to it.
"Are you tired? I know it's not that late but there's no harm in sleeping early, right? Plus, you need to rest." I ask as I walk around my room, setting up a makeshift bed on the ground.

I placed a memory foam mattress topper that my mom stored in an old closet onto the ground and covered it with multiple blankets and spare pillows.

"You can sleep on my bed, I'll sleep here." I sat down on the foam.

"Why? It's your bed, you should sleep on it."

"I'm not the injured one here, I'm not letting you sleep on the floor."

After bickering back and forth, I stood up and sat on my mattress, crossing my arms as I pout like a child.

"You know what, this bed is big enough for two people. I'll sleep on this side and you can sleep on the other. That way, we both get what we want." I grinned. My grin faded once I realized what I just said.

'Why did you say that?? What if he thinks you're some pervert trying to get in bed with him??'

Before I could speak up, he goes around the bed.

"You're right! I should've thought about that a while ago." He laughs.

He gets under the covers and pats the spot next to him. I get up to turn the lights off and got under as well.

We both laid there in silence. I couldn't sleep at all. I usually sleep in the middle of the night, never this early. I turned around to face him, hoping he was asleep.

As I turned, my eyes met his and I immediately started panicking inside.

"Can't sleep?" He asks.

"Not really.."

"I'm sorry for putting this stress on you."

"Don't be sorry. This is just new to me." Silence falls between us again until he speaks up.