Warning: angst
Muzan kicked the dead humans corpse. He sighed, as he thought of his mate. He started his way back to their home, where his mate waited. Muzan wanted them. He didn't give a shit if they were angry with him.
He opened the door. "Y/n. Where are you?" His voice sounded throughout the empty home. He walked to their shared room. "Y/n? I'm not playing this game with you. Stop hiding and come out!" He called, slowly losing his patience.
There the note was.
"Goodbye."
He froze. Goodbye? Was this their idea of a cruel joke? He began frantically searching for them.
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"Why do you always act like such a dick?" They spat, venom lacing their tongue as tears fell down their face. He rolled his eyes. "Stop being so dramatic. You think you can disrespect me by talking to this worthless cunt?" He said, slamming his foot into the dead man's chest. "First he talks to MY mate! Then he disrespects me on MY territory. Then he bats his eyelashes and your just SO in love, huh!?" He snarled. "It's not even like that! How blind to you have to be!?" Y/n screamed back. They were so done with his bullshit.
"WHY DONT YOU JUST GO KILL PEOPLE, BECAUSE THATS ALL YOU KNOW HOW TO DO?!"
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He rubbed the bridge of his nose sighing. They were gone.
And they weren't coming back.
