The Fourth Option (Kimetsu No Yaiba x Male Reader Volume 1)

Chapter 5

(3rd Person)

The first thing (Y/N) realised upon waking up was that his arm was dead... not really, but it felt like it as all the feeling in his right arm had left him, replaced instead by a stinging sensation that hurt greatly. It only hurt more when he flexed his fingers, the tingling feeling only growing stronger and more irritating. (Y/N) groaned in annoyance while slowly opening his eyes, his vision blurring and then clearing up to reveal the wooden ceiling of the rest home.

His priority was to discover the cause of his tingling arm, so he looked over to his right... only to grow slightly wide-eyed at a rather... peculiar sight. He saw Nezuko resting her head and arms on his right arm, eyes closed peacefully and snoring quietly through her bamboo gag. (Y/N) raised his head off the pillow before looking over and seeing Tanjiro sitting up in his futon, staring at the two of them with a perplexed expression.

Tanjiro: I've never seen Nezuko get attached to anyone so quickly before, she was taught that all humans are her family... but she never gets this attached to anyone before, not even anyone in our family.

(Y/N): And she's that attached to me because...?

Tanjiro: I don't know, maybe it's something to do with her being a demon?

(Y/N): I don't think becoming a demon makes you want to cuddle with strangers.

Their conversation was interrupted by what they heard as growling, the two blinked in surprise and confusion before simultaneously looking forward and spotting a rather angry blonde boy glaring at (Y/N), cursing him mentally while clutching the sword he had with him like a teddy bear.

Zenitsu: Burn in flames, burn in hell. You don't deserve to be near Nezuko, you don't deserve to have a pretty girl's attention. Just go jump off a cliff and stay dead, how dare you get near Nezuko, how dare you let her rest on your arm, how dare you... how dare you...

The two grew blank stares as they heard the mutterings of the no doubt jealous Zenitsu, but then another sound was heard, this time a small huff which came from Nezuko who slowly lifted her head while opening her eyes to reveal the bright pink irises that stared right at (Y/N) who tilted his head slightly with a small smile.

(Y/N): Morning sleeping demon beauty, could you get off my arm before I have to cut it off since it's almost useless?

Nezuko complied, lifting her head off his arm which made (Y/N) sigh with relief, Tanjiro to smile widely and Zenitsu to nod approvingly while placing his sheathed sword behind him. Only for the situation to grow worse when Nezuko replaced (Y/N)'s arm with his chest, placing her head on his chest and huffing before snuggling closer. (Y/N) couldn't help but go wide-eyed, his cheeks flaring red at having a cute girl lying on his chest, Zenitsu was growling again, his eyes almost glowing red while he quickly unsheathed his sword ready to kill.

Tanjiro: Ah! Nezuko! Don't be so rude!!

(Y/N): N-no... it's fine, she's just... tired...

Zenitsu: Are you enjoying this you scoundrel!?

(Y/N): Well... having a cute girl sleeping on your chest isn't exactly uncomfortable so I can't really say no.

Though Zenitsu was starting to walk closer with his sword, (Y/N) wasn't intimidated... he was more concerned with the sleeping girl on his chest.

Tanjiro: I was told that Nezuko recovers her strength through sleeping, but it still doesn't explain why she's suddenly so attached to you... did you do anything to make her affectionate towards you?

(Y/N): Not that I'm aware of...

Zenitsu: Did you threaten her!? Tell her that if she didn't stick close you'd kill Tanjiro!?