𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐤𝐲 𝐫𝐚𝐭🙄 •••
𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐮𝐮𝐮. 𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧....𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐠𝐞😔😃
𝐓𝐖: 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐮𝐩 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬, 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡...
ᰔᩚ𝐄𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠ᰔᩚ
⊰᯽⊱┈──╌❊╌──┈⊰᯽⊱
3rd Person Perspective.Morning came by rather quickly, too quickly for you to even fathom. It took you a while to properly gain consciousness and your memory as well. You'd been drifting in and out of slumber for about 8 minutes and it was really bugging you that you couldn't get up.
As the sun blinded you, being able to open your eyes became a curse. You sat up and scanned the now empty room not remembering much from the previous day. "A dream maybe?" You thought as you noticed the pile of papers sat on the center of the long table.
You didn't really care much about whatever your brain was trying to warn you about so you ignored it. "Its too early to be thoughting rn." You said to yourself. "I'm in the mood for pancakes all of a sudden. Blahhhhhhhh." You dragged your feet to your kitchen with your eyes half shut, bumping into things like chairs, plants, people. That kind of stuff. The usual.
"AHHHHH A PERSON!!" Oof, not the usual I guess. "Who the hell are you and how'd you get in here?!!" You kept your eyes closed shut for no reason at all, making it harder for you to see who the intruder was. I swear you're so fucking stupid.
'Hey I'm not stupid!'
Then open your eyes!"Oh...Murata its just you. You scared me. You wanna hear a funny story?"
"Good morning to you too." Murata sweatdropped. "Oh ye morning. Did you sleep well?" "I did actually. Your beds are really soft and big." He said with a little smile. "I'm glad you were comfortable.... My minds a little fuzzed up but I feel like I'm missing something.... Hmmmm?"
Murata looked at you with a curious expression, then walked over to help you up off the floor. "It's only natural. After everything that happened last night, it's really hard to believe."
'Last night? Last night......' You thought for a while. You shrugged the thought and went to your fridge for a glass of water. You sipped slowly on the cold liquid then it hit you like motherfucking truck.
"Kokushibo?!! JFJHSHSGGFJJJDHSHHSKK? WHERE IS HE. DID THE SUN TAKE HIM AWAY FROM ME NOOOOOOOO!" You ran around your house like an idiot opening door after door trying to find the demon.
'No way? Did I seriously kill him?' You thought in defeat. You opened the last door in your house and still couldn't find him. "Kokushibo I'M SOOOOO SORRYYYYY!..." You cried. Tears flowed out your eyeballs practically flooding your face. You sniffled and cried some more and more. [Sorry luv but you needa clean your face.]
As you cried your way back to the kitchen, and decided you were going to cry down some ice cream and warm pancakes for breakfast to mourn the now dead demon.
You opened the cupboards and picked out a premixed ingridaments [A/n: Hannah bahng🤍] packet of pancake mix and shoved it into a big bowl with eggs and milk then whisked it together. In a few minutes breakfast was ready and you were still crying loudly, while Murata stared at you. 'Why is she crying over a demon?' He thought.
YOU ARE READING
Under wings✨|| Kny X Reader ||
Fanfiction"𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮" "𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭😃" ﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏ Where Y/n and the KNY gang try to figure out a way to live together in her world. And try to get Muzan to chill out 😒 I DO NOT own Kimestu No Yaiba, credits to the original owner...