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

Don't Be Nervous, It's Only. . . 4 Days Away!

You woke up, sprawled across your bed, with Stormy on top of you and Tamio right beside you, hollering out loud snores. You sighed, getting up, and getting dressed as you walked past a clock that read 9:00 AM. You walked into the living room, where you were greeted with Aunt Dami  and Uncle Taro eating breakfast on the table, while Uncle Koko and Uncle Douma were cooking.

"Hey, Y/N!~ You're finally up! Koko said you stayed up way past the time you were supposed to go to bed!" Uncle Douma greeted you cheerfully as you stared at Uncle Koko, who stared at you back, before grinning a bit, before turning back around and cooking bacon. You scowled at him, before seeing Uncle Okko cleaning more of your vases on the fireplace mantle, while Uncle Kaza had gotten up. Aunt Naki was on the couch, playing her guitar to Riley, who was watching her in awe. Muzan was on the other side of the couch, eyeing Naki, before seeing you and growling.

"Where were you?" Muzan huffed underneath his breath as you sat next to him.

"Sleeping. I think you sometimes forget that I'm a human. A human you haven't eaten." You retorted to Muzan as he looked at you in disgust.

"Yet."

"Hah. You wish."

Uncle Koko brought dishes around as Uncle Douma went all around the living room, pouring the freshly cooked bacon.

"And I especially picked out a female pig, since they cook faster and taste way better!" Douma called out to Uncle Kaza as he growled, shoving Uncle Douma's bacon onto the carpet, before walking away, grumbling. You felt bad because Uncle Douma wanted to strike a string with Uncle Kaza. Uncle Kaza's wife had died due to street violence, and ever since then, Uncle Kaza had never laid a finger on any type of female. You got up, and walked into the guest room Uncle Kaza was staying in, where you found him leaning against his bed. You walked beside him and sat down next to him, where you offered your scrambled eggs and hash browns to him, and he accepted.

"Thanks Y/N." Uncle Kaza said quietly as you smiled, before leaving him with his meal. You walked back into the living room, where your relatives were now watching Fantasy Football, while some of them were cleaning up Uncle Douma's big cooking mess he made in the kitchen. Some relatives were gone, and you found them starting to pack up to leave. Some had no rush to leave, while others had to leave due to business.

"We'll see you at the talent show, Y/N!" Aunt Dami called out to you as you waved goodbye to her and Uncle Taro, who got into their limousine. Aunt Naki, Uncle Okko, and Riley were next to go, as they said their goodbyes as well. The last people to leave were Uncle Kaza, Uncle Douma, Tamio, and Uncle Koko. However, Uncle Koko had waited until everyone left, and as you waved him out to his way, he stopped. Turning around and walking towards you, he stood there, before patting you on the head.

"You've come a long way, Y/N. I know how rough it's been with your parents and siblings. If you ever want to get out of your house, you know where to go."

You smiled and nodded to him as he didn't get into a car, but ran away into the forest. God, he's weird. As you closed the door, you saw Muzan sitting on the couch, with your violin. 

"So, how much longer until the talent show?" Muzan asked you as you sighed.

"4 days. ."

"Then we should be practicing! There's not time to wASTE!" Muzan declared, while Stormy scratched his pants.

After that, Muzan basically made you play your violin until you couldn't anymore. Starting off with Mozart, Beethoven and classical songs that you could play easily, since there was already a pre-written script that you could copy off of. Next, the popular song today, like ABCDEFU, Inferno, Light Switch CPR. . .Cpr. . . Oh god. . . And Corpse Dance.

"Corpse Dance. . .That song sounds very. . . Soothing." Muzan said as you sighed.

Of course it is to you, it's traumatizing. 

"How about go into that Genre of music? Maybe a. . .Duet?" Muzan mumbled.

"You mean. . .You want to perform with me?!" You said, wide-eyed, jaw dropped.

Muzan sighed, but nodded. You stood there, in awe as you squealed, delighted as you ran up to him and hugged him, before he told you to get off of him.

"I'll try and find a song! I promise!" You said, saluting him as you did a Nezuko run into your bedroom and slammed it, leaving him and Stormy to question your mental health.

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You scrolled through your playlist, faster than Sonic as you pressed each duet-music you could find and listened to it, before shaking your head and going to the next one. You realized that finding a duet song that would fit Muzan was hard. Then, you saw it. And, you sighed, stumbling to the floor as you ran back outside, and jumped onto the couch, announcing your presence as he looked at you in concern.

"Uhm. . .Have you found one, human. . .?" Muzan asked.

"YES! YES I DID!" You said proudly as you slid off the couch, and jumped right next to him, searching up the song and showing it to him. He listened to it, and he suddenly grinned.

"That's the song. What's the name?"

. . .

"Me and Mr. Wolf."