ADORATION { Kny / Demon Slayer }

{¥} 21 - Guilt {¥}

[[[ Sorry, had to change something teehee ]]]

It's been a couple weeks now since you've arrived at the butterfly mansion. Mitsuri has been the only one of the Hashira to visit you and has been teaching you how to hide your pheromones better.

You didn't mind not being seeked out by the other Hashira, it gave you a chance to learn how to live without a suppressor. It mostly involved keeping your emotions in check, which you were already quite good at. Apparently, once your hormones fully returned, that's when the real challenge started.

Of course, Mitsuri was more than happy to be spending time with you.

She was constantly dousing your room and the hallway with her own pheromones in order to block out your scent. You weren't as affected by it as you thought you would be. Similar to Tamayo, Mitsuri's sweet scent aided you in relaxing rather than stirring up your omega.

Currently, you were sitting on the bed with the alpha while she brushed out your hair. She was humming a soft tune, her fingers caressing over your scalp and smoothening out the strands.

"Your hair is so soft (Y/n)-Chan! I could spend all day brushing it out and I still wouldn't get tired of it!" She wrapped her arms around you and nuzzled her cheek into the top of your head, a giggle leaving your lips as you leaned back into her. "Oh! I have an idea!"