Y/n POV
"I better not find some creepy voodoo dolls down here."
You were searching Kou's basement in hopes of finding his antique doll house. Tiara had been hearing noises from that thing all night last night, and now you two were determined to find it. She was fearfully curled up between Akane and Teru upstairs, who are watching Cars with her until she falls asleep. You don't really know Akane or Teru, so you decided this was best.
Also, you found it kind of hot when Kou went into his "I must defend everyone!" mode.
"Why does it matter if we find a creepy voodoo doll down here as long as we punch it in the face?" Kou asked, shining his flashlight over everything every five seconds.
"Because, it will traumatize me forever. Duh." You start lifting up boxes and searching for whatever the hell you guys are supposed to find.
"You're a half-ghost, Y/n-chan." Kou says, peering the dim light into the boxes you had turned up. He shakes his head, and you drop them.
"So? I'm still scared shitless of button eyes and lipstick stains the shape of demons!" You argue, raising your hand to make a point and pushing the box over off the shelf. "Shit."
"Stop cursing, you're going to anger the spirits." Kou warns you, and you shrug it off.
"The spirits could have fewer fucks to give to care if Wonder No. 8: Y/n of the Art Room is cussing."
"On holy ground?" He raises an eyebrow.
"Promise me, they've heard marriage vows scarier than me." You assure him.
"ARE YOU GOING TO MARRY ME?" A feminine scream fills the room, and you jump into Kou's arms.
"AHHHHH NO I'M GAY!" You yell back, clutching onto him for dear life.
"I'm sure we can work that out." The voice is calmer now, but you still hold onto Kou's teal button up for safety.
Kou pulls out his exorcist sword (which doesn't fucking work) and shouts out, "Who the hell are you?"
"Me?" It's coming from behind us, so we turn around, "I'm Danuja Irokawa, your soulmate!"
In front of us is a doll with glowing button eyes and red corkscrew hair. I scream again. Fucking voodoo dolls. You swear to yourself to never trust your life in the hands of Kou Minamoto, even though you probably trust him more than anyone else you know.
"Danuja Irokawa?" Kou tilts his head to face the floating doll, and you fall off his back at the swift moment. "Jesus, Y/n-chan, why can't you be more sticky?"
"You are, Y/n L/n, right?" Danuja the Doll asks, timidly. "Here, my doll form is so unflattering."
She blinks her button eyes and she's suddenly a human. Long, red springs of hair sprout from her scalp and she has prepossessing blue eyes. Freckles powdering her cheeks, and she wears a long wedding dress. Danuja is a beauty, sure, and anyone might be happy to have her, but she is most definitely not your type.
"I'm Danuja Irokawa and I'm your soulmate." She shows off a red ribbon, which is tied to both her pinkies. "They connect to yours, if I'm not mistaken."
You look down to your hands and sure enough, you have the bright string attached to your fingers as well. "Huh. That's weird."
"It's true love!" She declares, and grabs you by your shoulders, "So, will you join me at the altar for our wedding? I've been waiting ever since I was a little girl to marry a boy as pretty as you."
You're flustered and embarrassed, and you can hear Kou's fuming, "Uh-"
"He's off limits!" Kou steps in front of you, "So, no thanks, because a Hell-themed wedding is so out of season right now!"
She rolls her eyes, "Who's this, Dollface? A pet?"
"A pet?!" You exclaim, almost laughing, but You are terrified of what's about to happen.
"I'm not his pet, I'm his..." He looks over his shoulder and then jumps the gun, "We're married already, so piss off!"
"Aren't you a bit young for marriage, Y/n's pet?" Danuja asks.
"If we're too young to get married, then you two are too young to get married." Kou pushes her back when she attempts to step closer to you. "I'm going to ask you one last time, Ms. Ghost-Fiancée, bug off, because me and Y/n-chan are madly in love!"
"Yeah!" You pipe up from behind him.
"Oh, please, don't tell me you like him, Dollface." Danuja begs, "They told me a husband awaited me in the afterlife, and to follow the red string to my true love. You're my true love, Y/n-chan. I can't love anyone else."
"Well, that's too bad, because I am very gay, and it's June." You say.
"Don't make me force you into this." Danuja's losing her patience.
"You're already forcing him into this!" Kou growls.
"Please, don't speak unless you're spoken too, pet." She then says, "Blow this popsicle stand!"
and he's tossed backwards like a trash bag. Danuja smiles triumphantly and you run back to his side.
"Kou!" He blinks awake, and you're about to hug him before she whispers, "Back in Black!" and you're pulled back in front of the Demon Doll.
"Now, where were we?" Danuja steps closer to you, fingers dancing around your chin.
"I hate dolls." You spit.
"Oh don't worry, you'll like them soon enough." She grins forcefully and says, "I'll just spell 'Sealed with a Kiss' and you'll be mine forever."
Her hand clamps around your chin, and she laughs a bit. "Now, come along, Dollface."
Your legs move without you controlling them, having you march by her side like an army soldier and a tank. She whispers, "For every portal there is you on the other end." And sure enough, a purple-teal hole ripped into the basement. "Ready, my love?"
"I hate you." You mumble as your forced into the portal, dissipating into smoke.
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Kou POV
Tiara will be angry to hear I went wedding crashing without her, but oh well.
As soon as they disappear into the portal, I wait a second, and run in after them.
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To be continued...
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TBHK x readers
FanfictionJust some half lemons and fluff and u x tbhk peoples. Imma do literally all the characters in tbhk. I'm open to suggestions! Also I don't own the cover/characters.
