How Did You Get Into My Garage?! (Muzan Kibutsuji X Teen! Reader)

What Is Michael Jackson Doing In a School?!

Putting your binder inside of your backpack, you hoisted the bag up and hung it around yourself as you kissed Stormy goodbye and put your empty coffee mug into the sink.

"OKAY, do you remember what to do, Michael Jackson?" You called out to Muzan as he scowled at you and put down a book he was reading.

"I told you not to call me that, human." He growled.

"And I told you not to call me THAT." You added.

". . ."

". . .Yes, I remember. I just go into your school and pick you up." Muzan said.

"Dude, you can't just walk into the school and pick me up--- You have to verify that you're a parent or guardian towards me." You explained, before the timer on your oven went off, "I gotta get going. SEE YOU LATER!"

You opened the door and ran outside to your bus stop. It was around 7 or so, but you were supposed to leave at 6:30. You stood at your bus stop as you gazed furrowed and your expression grew dim with anger as you saw who walked out of the neighborhood across from your bus stop. Of course, it had to be Dani, the most rude and toxic person you have ever met in your life. Next to her was your two friends, Meadow and Ruby, who were chatting with Dani. You scowled, but smiled when your friends greeted you as they continued to ramble with Dani. They were friends to you, sure, but they would pick Dani over you in a heartbeat, even though you've known them longer and you literally live next to them. As the bus pulled up, you looked back to see Muzan waving to you behind a curtain with a sinister grin on his face as you sighed.

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"OKAY CLASS, OPEN YOUR BOOKS UP TO PAGE 666, WE ARE GOING TO BE LEARNING ABOUT SEXUAL REPRODUCTION." Your health teacher declared to the class as giggles and moans erupted from the class. You sat in the very back of the class, while most perverted boys sat up from and the girls sat in the middle. You kept doodling in your notebook, paying no attention to the health teacher as you doodled your experience with Muzan so far. Doodling a rake, then a fedora and moons around your notes as you were quickly dumbfounded when your teacher called on you.

"WELL, MS. L/N?"

"W-what?" You stuttered, dropping your gel pen as the health teacher glared at you.

"What percentage of teens are most likely to get pregnant?"

"Uh. . . . I dunno, 69%?"

The class murmured in snickers and laughter as the health teacher gave you the 'X' sign as you flopped your head onto your table, wishing that the next period of the school day would just come already.

-----MEANWHILE, ON MICHAEL JACKSON'S WORLD------

"Hm. . . It's still fairly dark outside, so maybe I should head out now----- It's SUPPOSED TO BE DAYTIME, BUT YET, IT'S NIGHT. I guess this is normal for people in this country. .. " Muzan mumbled to himself as the fuzzy feline was in front of him, swishing her tail from side to side.

"Eh. I'll just go now. Surely Y/N will thank me."

Muzan started to walk towards the front door, when Stormy started to tug on his pants as she meowed and hissed towards the door. Muzan looked at her, confused, but then walked up to the door and saw a group of teenagers, probably in high school, walking by the side of the road while smoking and laughing, while kicking down someone's trash cans. He looked back at the cat, who hissed at the door and turned around, revealing deep scar on her side. Muzan stared at the cat, before looking back at the door and grinning to himself, licking his lips.

"Guess I'll have a little snack before I go get that kid~"

---------------------OKAY BACK TO YOU.-------------

"Okay, okay. SCENARIO, Y/N------What is someone from Demon Slayer came to this world?!?!" Your best friend, Ava exclaimed as you sighed, before remembering the Demon Lord was supposed to show up any minute, causing you to lose your block for a second.

"Uh. . . . Y/N? You look off--" Ava said as you looked back at her to see a concerned expression on her face.

"O-oh. Someone's supposed to pick me up anytime now." You said as you looked at the clock. You were in math class now, in 5th period. Some of the most popular boys were in your class right now, and all of you guys were working on a worksheet peacefully with friends. The popular boys sat in the back while the rest were sprinkled throughout the room. The teacher was at her desk, helping kids with the worksheet when a knock on the door suddenly got everyone to stop what they were doing and look up, before faces of nervousness and fear filled the air when they saw a red eye glowing through the door.

"Uhm. . .Come in?" The math teacher awkwardly gestured the figure as the figure opened the door, and revealed Muzan. The class was in silence as Muzan looked at you and ushered you out. You awkwardly got up and waddled from your seat as murmurs followed his appearance. The popular boys looked stunned by Muzan's red eyes, while the girls beamed over his muscular build. The other students stared at him in confusion.

"What the fuck is Michael Jackson doing here?"

"He looks hot."

"He looks rich, and hot."

"Is that Y/N's dad?!"

"Uhm. . .Y/N. . . Why does that person look like Muzan from Demon Slayer?"

"I'll. . .Explain later." You whispered to your friend as you went out with Muzan. You closed the door behind you, and looked at Muzan, who smiled.

"I wanted to make a grand entrance." He said.

"WHAT- HOW IS THAT A GRAND ENTRANCE?! YOU COULD HAVE JUST TOLD THE OFFICE TO CALL ME DOWN, BUT NOOOO, YOU HAD TO COME IN FRONT OF EVERY SINGLE POPULAR PERSON AND GET ME PERSONALLY?! WERE YOU TRYING TO EMBARRASS ME?! BECAUSE IT WORKED!" You moved your hands around in gestures as you glared at Muzan, who simply smiled at you, his veins showing as he hoisted you up and picked you.

"H-HEY! WHAT ARE YOU DOING! YOU DO NOT HAVE MY CONSENT FOR YOU TO CARRY ME!"

You screaming filled the hallways as he trudged to the entrance of the school as you squirmed in his grasp. God, he acted like an embarrassing father figure. Once you two were out of the school, you noticed he had blood on his hands as it stained your hoodie.

"Don't mind it," He said, "I just got into a small difficulty when I was going to your school."

"That sounds really sus." You murmured.

---MEANWHILE MEANWHILE-------

"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

"911, WHATS YOUR EMERGENCY?!"

"THERE'S A GROUP OF TEENAGERS THAT ARE DEAD ON THE ROAD! T-THERE'S BLOOD EVERYWHERE, SOMEONE SEND HELP, PLEASE!"