The One You Shouldn't Have Let Go [Douma x Modern reader]

Youre Not Stuck

Days passed longer than usual

The days felt longer after what Douma did , I never expected him to actually break my wrist

I wanted to say he didn't mean it but I truely didn't know

On the bright side Akaza apologized on Douma's part , it didn't make me feel much better but it was nice of him

Akaza spent more time with me , which in turn meant that it was harder to hide the fact that I wasn't from this time

At some point I caved and showed him everything

I showed him the pictures , I showed him the notebook (that surprisingly got filled up in a matter of fucking eternity)

I also showed him my ID

He was surprised at first , obviously he didn't know how to take the load of Information

But I wasn't a fucking therapist though so I just sat there as he stayed quiet for just under an hour

Soon enough he came to his senses , not to my surprise he was pretty chill about it

He said his only concern was his master

Muzan

He had said that at the moment Muzan knew about me , he had told me that Muzan told Douma that he'd leave me be but if I was a distraction from Douma's true duties that he'd have me killed

But Akaza said that was far from actually happening , mostly because Douma was completing his duties pretty much perfectly

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I sat on my futon as Akaza sat next to me

Douma was away today so it was just me and Akaza and of course the servants

We sat in silence until I spoke up

"Do you think my family misses me?" I asked , Akaza looked my way

"Maybe , to be honest it might just be your consciousness that's trapped in the time warp and not your physical body" he explained

I thought about it for a while

While that might be true I still doubt it , mostly because if it is true that means I actually shifted and have no way to get home, but again you can't get stuck when shifting , so that's a no go

I sighed

"Either way , do you think she does?" I ask and he sighs

"Maybe..."

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2023

Frantic footsteps filled the now empty apartment complex, y/n's mother paced around looking for anything that could be a clue for y/n's disappearance

Everything was there and in place

Except for her manga that was now in a messy un kept pile on the floor

The police had already come by , it had been just about a month since she went missing

No body knew where she was

"Dónde está mi dulce niña?"[where is my sweet little girl?] her mother cried softly as she layed on her daughters bed

The police suspected a kidnapping, the were on the search for her

But the only sign of disturbance was the messed up and locked over pile of books and her front door wide open

Her mother sat crying for hours