Douma Harem + Douma Oneshots

? Douma's Nightmare ʕ•̫͡•ʔ (part one)

A/N: requested by @Chicop7 except I changed it a tiny bit, sorry bestay. By a tiny bit I mean a lot. Kokudou if you squint. Like you gotta squint really hard. Tw: some references of abuse, and uh.....idk. Everyone hating Douma? Is that a Tw? I am so sorry for keeping you on hiatus for so long. 

Douma thrashed around in his bed, panting. (A/N not for that reason you pervs) However his eyes were closed, so one can only assume he was having a nightmare. His face was distorted, twisting into an expression of fear from the bad dream he was having.

His breathing was shaky and inconsistent, and within the dream he felt cold, sweat shining on his face. He let out another cry and shot up, eyes blank.

"Fuck those nightmares." He grumbled, laying back down again. Time to attempt to sleep again.

Why did he even bother sleeping, if nightmares were constantly the outcome? He wasn't even sure demons were meant to sleep, but he found it a good way to escape reality. To get away from it all, the temple upkeep and the missions and the constant distasteful looks the other Uppermoons sent him.

If only he could feel something stirring in his empty cavity that he called a heart, maybe it wouldn't be so bad. Maybe then he could experience the 'warm' feeling of joy sometimes, instead of the void of darkness that frequented his mind.

He sighed and turned on his side again, closing his multicoloured (A/N:tutti frutti) eyes. Pulling the blankets closer around him in the frigid room, he nestled down into the mattress. Of course, his sparse minutes of blissful, dreamless sleep wouldn't last very long. It would be only a short matter of time before the nightmares came back.

Blood was smeared across the floor, and a child's crying could be heard from the corner. The door was firmly bolted shut to ensure that no one could get in. Or was it so no one could get out? A piece of ripped fabric lay on the ground, blood slowly pooling underneath it. 

"Don't hit his face, we need him to look happy." Sneered a man's voice, adopting a mocking tone as he looked down at the weeping child. The child in question was furiously wiping away tears, trying so hard to be strong like his father had told him.

"Alright. When do the followers need to see the brat?" Came the curt response, this time a female tone.

"In about....hour and a half, give or take a few minutes." Replied the first voice, before a sickening crunch and a childlike scream was heard. 

"Oops. I think I did something to the ribs...whatever." The woman brushed of what she'd done as if it was nothing, as if the child in front of her hadn't just cracked a rib. As if her son wasn't whimpering in front of her.

"Nakime. Summon the Uppermoons."

"Yes Muzan-sama."

With a resounding note, the top members of the demon hierarchy began to appear, Akaza mid punch, Kokushibo just standing, Daki admiring her nails and so on. Douma appeared last. 

He was in an odd position, legs twisted into a ball and arms around himself in a protective position. Not to mention he was crying.

"......wake up, Uppermoon Two." Commanded Muzan, red eyes glaring down at Douma in resentment.

Douma jerked at the sound of the voice, eyes hurriedly blinking open and widening.

"Shit," He mumbled under his breath, cursing himself. Now all the others were looking at him with mixed emotions on their faces. "Hello! Why is there a meeting?" He added in a cheerier tone, purposely ignoring the gazes of the other demons.

"Bow."

Fuck. He'd forgotten that. Pain shot through his body like thousands of little needles, and he gagged on the blood that rapidly poured out of his mouth. Kokushibo spared him a sympathetic glance, but he was the only one. (A/N:kokudou bitches!) All the others had something between amusement and satisfaction on their face. Even Akaza, his best friend! Especially Akaza.

"Sorry Muzan-sama."

"You are forgiven, but there will be no second chances. As for your earlier question of why you have been summoned, it is very important, so listen."

The demons shared uneasy glances except the Uppermoons One and Two, since the more powerful one wasn't scared of Muzan, and the other couldn't feel unease.

"I have reason to believe there is a traitor in our midst."

Daki let out a shocked gasp, nearly fainting. Her brother looked equally horrified as he helped her up.

"Someone who is giving away valuable information to the Demon Slayer Core, which is how they were able to dispose of Lowermoon Five, Rui. Now the question is, who? And when I find out, there shall be serious consequences."

A/N: who do u think the traitor is?