KNY Demon Oneshots :D - Finished

Kokuzan Delinquent au 2

AN: so, some people wanted a part two, and honestly, so do I! So here you go :) 

Also someone pointed out Tamayo was there even though it's an all boy school, so I have written a plausible answer for you guys :)

AU: Modern, human, student

Additional ships:

Timeline: Modern day

Muzan POV:

'Oh my god. Did I really just call him pretty?! I can't believe I just called that hot guy pretty boy. Akaza, Hantengu and Rui are never going to let this go.' Muzan thought as he walked away, not bothering to pay attention to where he was going. I knew then and there that he was never going to leave my mind. Even if it was only as friends, I needed to get to know this guy!

3rd person POV: 

It was near the end of lunch and Tamayo had left to go back to her school across the road. It was quite normal for the girls from the girls school across the road to come over, so no one really noticed her coming or leaving. As Kokushibo walked towards his last class of the day, business, he thought about Muzan. He was wondering what classes he was taking. 'Surely,' his brain reasoned, 'he would be taking at least one class that I had too?' He shrugged, before realising he had reached his business class.

As he opened the door and turned to his seat his heart almost stopped. Sitting in the normally empty chair next to his, was Muzan. He slowly walked over to his seat, trying to battle the blush showing up on his face. As he sat down, the shorter boy turned to face him. Instantly his eyes widened, showing his surprise that Kokushibo was in his class. Trying to act like nothing was wrong, he grinned. "Hey pretty boy," he said, an almost invisible blush coating his pale cheeks. Kokushibo's eyes widened, a slight redness appearing on his cheeks as well. Laughing quietly, Muzan turned to face the teacher that had just entered the classroom.

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Brrrrrrrrt! the bell rang. Kokushibo turned to Muzan, who he had managed to befriend within the class. "Hey, Muzan, could I have your number? You know, to talk?" Kokushibo asked. "Oh no, you want my number? To talk? I couldn't possibly..." Muzan said sarcastically, while also entering his number into Kokushibo's outstretched phone. Kokushibo smiled and entered his number into the phone Muzan offered. As they departed class, they walked in opposite directions.

As he walked, Kokushibo checked the contact Muzan had added into his phone. It read 'That hot guy in business class 😉'. Kokushibo didn't change it. At the same time, Muzan checked his phone. He scowled as he saw what Kokushibo had entered his contact as. "'Taller than you are'!? Come on... I'm not that short..." Muzan muttered as he walked towards his friends. That contact was not changed either.

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Headcanon: Muzan gets really soft when he's tired. Like, adorably soft. And he was a stuffed animal, absolutely.

AN: Hello! Another short chapter for you guys :') Hope you like this, and that it actually made sense... Took me a while to write actually, brain was empty lol. Also, 900 reads!? You guys are spawning in from hell too quickly... Whatever, at least I won't be lonely when I get dragged back down. Love you!

-Koku