"IF YOU DONT STOP IM GONNA SLAP YOU" screams were filled through the house. Kokushibo got on the knifes again and tried to stab douma while douma was egging nakime.
Nakime came crying to me and held me. Rui sat on the fucking fridge wanting fly like a bee..akaza was brawling with sekido. "AND THE NAME IS JOHN CENA" akaza yelled and jumped on sekido.While all of that was happening reader was casual talking with gyokko. The noisy neighbor.
"So reader how is it going with the kids? Have they been troublesome?" He asked.
I nodded while laughing.
He is very noisy i must say but he is very supportive. I go on mall trips with the only two of us. He can be mean sometimes but he is good to the kids and often babysits."Oh god, hunny is think there a fire behind you" he said pointing behind me. He comes in without my permission but thats okay. I can live with it. He goes into the kitchen and tells something to the kids.
They all laugh and cheer.
Well not all of them, muzan hasn't been smiling or enjoying chaos. He has been hostile at times. He's always upstairs 24/7 only at dinner time he's there but never talks.
When he does he just talks shit to me. Instead calling me 'woman' which is already bad he fucking calls me 'bitch'.
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"Hey muzan what do you want for food" i asked him. I didnt really know what to cook so i thought i could ask him."Why? Can't you decide, you fucking diffecult bitch" muzan yelled at me.
I gasped and pulled his shoulder.
"You do not talk to me like that." I said to him. He grabbed my wrist and twisted it. It hurted like a fucking bastard but i grabbed his wrist to let go.He ended up fucking breaking it.
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I went in the kitchen to see a box on fire. And my kids were happily burning marshmellows. At first i wanted to stop them but gyokko had a big fire cloth to stop the fire from spreading.
I sighed as this was a normal thing in the house. The're were often flames in here where ever you could imagen.
Thats why i hid the causes of fire in thr house. Seems like they found it.I went upstairs where douma and muzan slept. They had led lights a tv and normal stuff a teenager would have. Muzan was sitting by desk listening to music. I sat next to him and he gave me a death stare.
"Hey, muzan do you wanna talk about it?" I said patting his back. He raised a brow and shrugged. "What do you mean?" He said to me. I sighedand sighnalled him to sit and the bed and as i sat next to him.
"You have been so mad lately..you even broke my wrist because i asked you a question! And when i want to talk about about you just say: what do you mean. Im not gonna say 'your not like this' or 'you changed alot' becaude maybe thats not how you think about. Perhaps its because youre going throught puberty? Or maybe there is somethung you wanna talk about, but dont have the courage?" I explained to him.
I wanted him to understand that i dont see him as a lazy teenager or acts like he is deppressed because maybe there is something in him that bothers him.
He looked down at the floor.
"You're always with all the other siblings. You always comfort them, but not me. You get to go to the mall with them and forget about me. Dont you know how that feels!? I always have to comfort you so you face reality but i dont want to be in this reality" he said tearing up a little.
I put my hand on his head bringing him closer to me. Kissing his forehead.
I felt bad because all of that stressing..i might have been ignorant to him."Im sorry, baby i promise i will pay more attention to you..but how does it feel. Letting your feelings out. Explaining how it feels. But your not entirely letting your feelings out. Your putting them back in your mind and locking it up." I said stroking his hair.
"You can cry..there is no one here" i said.
He bursted crying out in rage letting out a scream.
"I hate him so much. I hate him so much.
I hate him so much. I hate him so much.I hate him so much. I hate him so much." He said digging his nails into my shouders while crying...
" are you calmed down?" I said giving him a paper tissue. He nodded.
"Oh and im sorry that i broke your wrist and made your shoulders bleed" i he said.
I smiled walking with him downstairs.
"WE WILL HAVE DOUMA AS OUR SARCIFIES"akaza screeched.
While the other were praying to the fire. I sprayed water onto the fire as the other cried and kept bowing to the fire.
"Gyokko..what have you done to my children." I asked putting the fire in douma hair out while combing it.
" marshmellow cult?" He shrugged.
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