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

You Don't Always Have To Wear a Suit To Be Menacing

"Y/N. . .wAkE uPP!" You heard a voice by you.

You slowly opened your eyes, and turned to the left side of your bed to see your alarm clock that read 11:00 PM. You looked up, and saw Muzan by your bed as you looked at him in puzzlement.

"what. . . ..?" You mumbled, burying yourself in your pillow as Muzan looked at you, baffled.

"I'm hungry."

"And?"

"And you know where to get food. What was it, Walshart?"

"Walmart."

"Well, I need something to eat." Muzan explained, and you got up out of your bed, groaning.

"It's 11 in the night, Michael Jackson-" You groaned, and looked out the window to see nothing but pitch black outside.

"But you said they were open 24 hours. Besides, if you just tell me the location, I can teleport you and I there, and we can just get it and leave." Muzan pointed out, and you sighed, getting up and grabbing your coat from the coat hanger and putting it on you as you brushed your hair and got your wallet.

"Fine. It better be under the budget of 20 dollars, though." You muttered, and Muzan smiled slightly, and he held up his fingers, ready to teleport when you stopped him.

"Are you really going to wear a suit to a store at 11 in the night?" You murmured.

"Who cares?"

". . ."

"That's what I thought." Muzan said, before asking you where the Walmart was. You told him the directions, and in the snap of his fingers, you and him were in front of the giant store, with barely any cars parked in the parking lots and the store lights beaming with light.

"Ugh, it's so bright. What are they trying to blind, blind people?" Muzan muttered as you walked past him into the store. The store itself wasn't really shouting with life, as there was barely anyone in the store. I guess it is 11 in the night, after all. You walked through isles with Muzan following you as you and him got the snack isles.

"Take whatever you want or need. I'm going to go look at the books." You said as you walked away, leaving Muzan to contemplate which Hershey's bar he should get.

As you walked through the hallways of the almost empty store, you approached the book isle and took one from the shelves, flipping through the pages and looking away out of boredom to see a full set of the Demon Slayer Manga as you quickly drank water and spat it out. You ran over to the books and looked at them, before you heard someone's footsteps behind you.

"Y/N, those faces look. . . Familiar."

You turned around and saw Muzan standing behind you with 5 chip bags and 16 bars of Hershey's. You got up and stood beside him as he knelt down, dropping the Walmart bag as he looked at the books and flipped through the pages, intrigued. Muzan stopped flipping and closed the book shut as he got up and walked away. You got up and walked alongside him, past an isle where a shady looking guy was as you felt his presence behind you, following you as you started to sweat. Muzan noticed this too, and in the second, the foul scent of blood stained the air as you looked back and saw the guy, dead on the ground as Muzan walked with one of his hands bloody. You flinched and looked at the pharmacy to see the guy at the counter staring at Muzan as he looked over, and the cashier ducked behind their spot.

"We're leaving." Muzan stated, taking some corndogs from the hotcase as he licked his fingers.

"B-but, we can't leave without paying-" You didn't have time to finish your sentence before Muzan teleported both you and him into your house, with potato chip bags coming from his suit as you sighed, flopping onto the couch and turning on the TV. At this point, you did not care if you had school. Muzan opened a bag of chips, and you looked up to see him holding one of the Demon Slayer manga's as you flinched.

"I've followed your rules for a little longer than I intended Y/N. But this was surely interesting. . ." He murmured, flipping through each page as an emotion displayed on his face every time he read a panel. He was reading book 13, and you got a brilliant idea.

You turned the TV to the Nintendo as you turned on YouTube, and searched up, 'Demon Slayer Memes', and a lot of videos popped up. You clicked on one, and let it play as you kept the volume to a minimum. Before walking away to go to bed, leaving you phone on the couch, WHICHHHH Muzan grabbed AGAIN and opened up Tiktok to see a lot of numbers on the video he 'posted' a day ago. RECORDING ONCE AGAIN, Muzan breathed into the mic as he stared at the camera.

"Please help me i am stuck in here with a crazy teenage girl that appeared out of nowhere and she knows me. pls send help Kokushibo and Akaza." He murmured as he posted the video.

--------MEANWHILE, IN THE DEMON WORLD---------

Doma heard the sound of a biwa play, and he was instantly teleported to the infinity castle, where Nakime was in front of him, but know Master Muzan. Beside him, Gyutaro, Akaza and Kokushibo stood.

"The master has been gone for a while." Nakime stated, and Doma looked at her with a perplexed face.

"Master Muzan-sama? He couldn't have been killed, and he's always beside you, Biwa girl. I wonder where he is?" Doma wondered as Akaza sneered at him.

"Has he even told you where he is?" Akaza asked.

"No."

"Sounds unfortunate. If he doesn't return for at least 5 years, there's a pretty good chance he's dead." Kokushibo murmured.

"Then what will happen? No one can control any demons. . ." Gyutaro muttered.

"Chaos will prevail if the Master does not return. Until then, keep acting as if Master Muzan is still here. In this world." Kokushibo mumbled.

"You mean, there's a chance he's not in this universe?" Doma asked, confused.

Kokushibo nodded as Nakime frowned, secretly worried for Master Muzan as she summoned the demons out of the infinity castle.