Yandere Tokyo Revengers X Nezuko Reader (Under Editing)

ℂ𝕙. 𝟡: 𝕃𝕠𝕨-𝔹𝕦𝕕𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕡𝕪

Previously: Taniro knew what awaited him he just wished (Y/n) would be alright and run from them before it was too late. Then with immense strength, Mikey snapped the neck.

The group was awed at the noise and scene. Tanjiro had mere seconds of life left. And with those last seconds what he heard crushed him to the soul.

"Sorry not Sorry~"

✥ We continue after that scene ✥

Mikey let his grip weaken as Tanjiro went limp, his eyes were lifeless as foam spilled out the corners of his mouth.

 A bit of the foam dripped onto Mikey's hand causing him to flinch, recoiling back in disgust, and let go of the dead body.

"Ew! That's gross!" He brushed his hands against his pants. All the boys sweatdropped at his child-like reaction. 

"What irony," Draken jokingly muttered to himself. Kazutora and Pah-chin who stood next to him heard him and silently laughed to themselves.

"Mikey, you literally just twisted his neck," Mitsuya joked as he walked off to grab a body bag. "Still gross though!" Mikey continued to whine.

Mitsuya came back with a bag. So he and Draken began the act of moving Tanjiro into the bag. Meanwhile, Pah-chin began to pick up the blood-covered tarp.

Kazutora felt a buzz from his phone and checked it. It was a text from Baji, saying how he and (Y/n)-chan were wrapping up their little play date.

"Hey, Mikey?" Kazutora watched as Mikey's aggressive hand brushing against his pants stopped to look at him. "What?"

"Baji and (Y/n)-chan are gonna be here soon." He spoke with a worried tone. Mikey's eyes widen.

"I THOUGHT I TOLD HIM TO STAY OUT WITH HER FOR ANOTHER HOUR!" He anxiously shouted. 

"I THOUGHT YOU SAID THAT TOO BUT APPARENTLY NOT!" Kazutora screamed back at him. "THIS FOOL CAN'T LISTEN TO SHIT!"

"Both of you quit it!" Draken snapped at them. Causing their little screaming fit to die down. He tossed Kazutora a body bag.

 "All your screamings gonna alert neighboring people around here." He informed them of both of the details. "Sorry, Ken-chin," Mikey muttered. "Y-Yeah...Sorry,"

The tall boy sighed, "Here," He then handed Mikey a body bag, "You get the honors of carrying Kamado-san out." Mikey scoffed, "But I don't want to carry it. He's heavy." He begrudgingly picked up the bag.

"Bruh, stop complaining, no one wants to carry an extra one." Pah-chin huffed out, glaring at the blonde boy. "I thought you were supposed to be the stupid one," Mikey muttered.

"AYE, SAY THAT SHIT AGAIN I'LL BUST A CAP IN YOU!"

"I'D LIKE TO SEE YOU TRY DIBSHIT!"

"Both of you...SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Mitsuya punched them both in the gut.

Draken and Kazutora just watched on the sidelines as the three went ham with each other. Draken pulled out a switchblade, handing it to Kazutora. "I'm not gonna kill them." He sweatdropped while taking the blade.

"Never said that...or it implied it, dude," Draken spoke with a concerned look on his face. "Oh." "Look...Go scout the houses next door and see if anyone heard these three jackasses." 

"Ohh, K, that makes more sense." Kazutora began to walk out of the house before Draken stopped him once more. "Leave the bag here and be quick, we gotta hurry before rigor mortis kicks in."

Kazutora nodded, leaving the bag and running off to check the houses. Draken glanced back at the trio to see them finally calming down. Mitsuya breathed heavily from all the shouting. He looked at Draken.