~Breathe~ Kimetsu no Yaiba x !Demon! Reader

❃Ahmya❃

My life wasn't anything special. I closed my plum red eyes and thought to myself, reminiscing over my long life. Steadily memories came flooding back to me as I watched my world take a sudden turn. Being defeated- no killed- by a demon other than Muzan was something that wasn't easy to believe.

"But this is what you wanted, isn't it?" I could hear Suji's voice echo in my head. Almost like he was lecturing me.

When I reopened my eyes, my old life was displayed out in front of me as if I was living. All the demon nonsense being just a never-ending nightmare. A harmless dream. A hopeless what if.

"Ahmya?" I looked up into Suji's sparkling golden orbs. Okay, maybe not golden, but that what they looked like to me. He smiled at me, and it was so sweet it made my stomach churn and knot. "Was it worth it?"

Was it? Was it worth it?

I remember standing in a large estate of a sick person, a patient of my father. I remember I was a young woman. A fine young woman everybody told me. With raven black hair styled up into a beautiful bun, ample brown hues stare at the sickly man loudly coughing—drops of blood flying from his mouth.

It was a horrible sight. A horrendous view I related to a little too much for someone my age. I was bedridden for endless days. I was just waiting for death to offer his scrawny hand to you. Everyone talked about death as he was a blessing. I couldn't disagree more.

I despised the thing. I hated how I couldn't live my life the way I wanted. I hated how very soon, I would be just like the older man I see before my very eyes. A sigh escaped my pale chapped lips as I shut the sliding door quietly and shuffled my way down the hall. I was hanging my head in shame.

I was a no-good child. A pretty face that was holding a disease inside, nothing more but a doll to be placed on the side for its beautiful eyes and gorgeous smile. Only to be thrown away when it wasn't right no more. Useless waste of space. I was a mistake.

My parents wanted to stop after they had Suji. He was the perfect son, after all. He was born healthy and strong and you could only expect him to continue to grow in greatness. Only for me to come right after, a second unplanned child, a frail smaller child, a girl.

What would she be good for? What AM I suitable for?

I wanted to be able to help papa with his work! A tear escaped my eye, and my lip quivered. A sore and aching feeling was erupting in my chest. My arms were furiously swiping away the tears.

I wanted to help mama in the kitchen and garden! A hiccuped spilled from me, and I could feel my face start to burn a passionate flame. I was becoming blotchy with each passing second.

I wanted to play with Suji as a kid, too go out a meet people, and I want to make friends. I want... I want to be desired...!

I looked out a nearby window on my way back to my room. I saw the dark stary night staring back at me. It brings a strange sense of comfort back to me.

Sneaking out at night was a common thing I did to go unnoticed by my parents and nagging brother. I love Suji with all my heart; he's my twin, after all. It's just a bit much at times. All of it is too much at times.

I stepped out onto the engawa and only had to stand there for a few moments before my recent friend made his reappearance. I know it's strange to met someone in the dead of night. I know...

But once I get a look at his features and his silky voice dancing through my ears, I just can't help but blindly follow him. Imagine being so desperate for a new experience so desperate for touch and attention. I know it was wrong. To think this man talks to me and loves me for my personality. I know that's not true. It just can't be.