Muzan x FEM! Reader

Part Twelve

Two figures made their way inside the house, one being Y/n and the other a young woman. She looked to have medical supplies with her so Muzan could only assume Y/n told the lady she had a medical emergency at her home, which was far from the truth.

"He's just right this way," Y/n smirked with her back facing the woman guiding her towards the back of the house.

The woman closed the front door behind her and followed y/n but stopped suddenly, looking over to her side she saw the hallway- and two pale feet sticking out. The dead woman from before...

The lady let out a screeching scream which seemed to tick Muzan off, she didn't even get to take her last and final breath before Muzan grabbed her by the neck seemingly snapping it with his bare hands.

Everything was so silent within an instant.

"Awwh, we didn't even get to mess around," Y/n playfully pouted, showing Muzan in person what she's really like.

"I don't play with my meals, dear~" Muzan said dropping the woman's body to the ground.
"If you don't mind I would like to eat my meal in peace," he stated.

"Fine, fine, I will be making myself some food in the kitchen," she responded, Turning towards the kitchen and walking away.

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It had been about twenty minutes and you thought that was plenty of time for Muzan to have finished his food, besides you wanted to eat your (favorite breakfast food) on the couch.

Walking into the living room you saw Muzan stand.
'Looks like he just finished his meal,' you thought.
He turned to you right after standing, blood still on his cheek and some on his lips.

Walking up to him you gently grabbed his face, causing him to flinch but not move again after.

You then gently wiped the blood off with your thumb. Muzan just stared, nothing else. It was odd, he seemed to like this closeness between you too.

He then gently grabbed your face, wiping off the little bits of (fav. Breakfast food) you had just consumed off your cheek.
You just giggled at that, weird I know. But you too were enjoying this closeness.

"Thanks," You simply smiled.
"Since it's still day, is there anything you wish to do?" You asked.

"Not sure there is much to do, this home seems fairly empty,"

"Oh! I know, maybe there are some games in a closet somewhere," you hopped up heading towards the hallway, being sure not to step on the body within in it.

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Some time passed and your search for a game had failed. Muzan was right, there really was nothing in this somewhat empty house, you let out a large sigh before plopping down on a pillow that resided in the living room. Muzan on the other hand was not the least bit bothered by the fact there was nothing to do.

Then again he found a book and simply started to read.

"I feel like I've said this before, but you really like reading, don't you?" This was a stupid question, and you knew, but you were desperate to start up a conversation.

"Yes, I enjoy to read. I find it amusing humans can write about events in history they were never in, they tend to get facts wrong. SometimesI just like to enjoy a plot I've never heard of. But often times books tend to repeat themselves with how long I've been alive, some books have different titles but the very same writing and plot, which is very much annoying," he said, not once looking up from the book he had in hand.

You just hummed in response. You too enjoyed reading books, especially those about demons, and well... romance too.

"Well whats the book your reading about?" You question.

"Not sure, I just found the book and started to read assuming your plan of finding a game would fail. Which appears so, you have nothing in hand,"

"How the fu- you haven't looked up from that book once, how the hell did you know that?" You asked surprised.

"Your annoying sigh,"

"Rude," You roll your eyes.

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The sun slowly started to set and to be honest you couldn't be anymore happy to get out of that nasty and dusty house. You spent the last few hours trying to find something to do but to no avail. And Muzan was no help.

"Finally," you beam. Watching as the sun had fully set. You knew full well you could have left at anytime since your human, but that would just be rude to leave Muzan after such an amazing night with him. But if this were to ever happen again, there was no way in hell you would stay again. He was so boring and plain inside the house, him and his damn books annoyed you.

Muzan had gotten up not long ago and was fully ready to leave, but once opening the front door you both stopped short. A large crowd of people had gathered and they all either looked like they saw a ghost or they looked angry. Some a mix of both.

"Well shi-"

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