You try, and try, and try, and try. But nothing is ever enough.

You love Zenitsu, you've told him so, you've cuddled with him, kissed him, and kept him warm.

But, you're a male. And just Shinobu's butterfly boy; a maid.

You can't compare to Nezuko Kamado. You just can't.

You lean against Zenitsu, enjoying his warmth, and his shoulder.

And then she walks by.

Zenitsu immediately stands up, leaving your head to bang against the wooden bench, which hurts like a motherfucker.

"Nezuko-chan! Nezuko-chan!!!" Zenitsu calls out after the demon girl, forgetting about you.