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

My Blue Spider Lily

(This is supposed to be a wholesome chapter Yall, also sorry for holding you guys up ;()

". . . .We're glad to hear that Rex the feline is okay, Steph, back to you, Zeit and Noru."

"Thank you very much, Dark. Breaking News! There has been multiple disappearances in (Insert whatever town you live in) and cases of mysterious murders, involving scratch marks, the victims passing out and just piles of blood left on streets." Zeit said, shuffling papers on the desk with Noru next to them.

"Officers and investigators suspect that a rogue animal has escaped from a local zoo, but witnesses of these murders and occurrences have described what appears to be a humanoid thing, resembling what assumes to be Michael Jackson!" Noru Laughed, along with Zeit.

"Well, I guess now we know where Michael Jackson is. Also, the annual winners of the talent show have been announced! Y/N L/N and Mr. Kibu have won this years talent show! a surprise ticket to the greatest party in the country has been given to them for their outstanding performance. They are said to perform in front of celebrities across the world!" Zeit said.

"I wish I was one of those lucky people to meet famous celebrities like them. Anyways, Breaking News! A naked man can be seen walking arou-"

You turned off the TV. Then looked at Muzan. Before groaning.

"I THOUGHT YOU SAID YOU WERE GONNA KEEP A LOW PROFILE!" You shouted angrily, stepping onto a stool to face Muzan face-to-face. Muzan kept silent for a moment, before grabbing your wrist and placing your balled fist into both of his hands, his hands cupping your fist as he sighed.

"This is so stupid. . . ." He muttered. "Y/N, I'm. . . . .S-s-s-s--s-s-s-s-s-s-s--s-s-s-s-s-s--s-s-s-s-s--s-s-s-s-s-or-"

"..."

"Sor-"

"..."

"SoR-"

"..."

"sOwWy." He spewed out, silently congratulating himself on saying the word, 'sorry.'

"I keep forgetting that this world is different than mine. with SeCuRiTy cAmErAs, and fAcE rEgCoNiTiOn. . . ." He went on and on about technology.

You looked down, before sighing. "What am I gonna do with you, Michael Jackson. . ..  Okay, fine. I. FORGIVE YOU." You groaned, getting off your stool. You and Muzan were back at your house, waiting for the hosts of the talent show to mail your guys a credit card containing the money. (Don't ask. . . .)

"Whatever. I'm going to bed. " you said, walking towards your bedroom with Stormy. You were skipping school only because that the school had allowed you to spend a few free days with your money. You were happy that you wouldn't see Dani for a while.

You closed the door, your curtains blocking out the moonlight as you sat down on your bed, opening your phone, only to see a bunch of notifications from tiktok. You sighed, expecting them to be useless, but when you clicked on one, your eyes widened.

there were about three videos on your account, which, you didn't remember to film, but when you clicked on one, it was Muzan who was recording. You stared at it in shock, before looking at the hearts to see over 300k hearts. You opened the comments, and a lot of people were joking, saying things like, "What are you doing on tiktok, Muzan? 🤣," or, "He's really good at cosplaying-"

You smiled to yourself, before liking the videos yourself. You opened your door, walking through the quiet and dark hallway of your house and into your garage to go on Tiktok. You were in the moonlight, remembering how you met Muzan, when you heard wind blowing behind you. You turned around, and Muzan was behind you.