eternal paradise [ yandere douma x reader x muzan ]

23: coma

Tamayo was doing her best to get your fever down, and she tried to wake you up so she could get some information out of you.

But you were so ill you could barely speak.

She put a wet cloth over your forehead to combat that fever.

Each night, Muzan visited.

Little words were ever spoken between Yushiro, Tamayo, and Muzan.

He would just stop by, ask about your condition, and look down at you who still slept. You had slept 4 days straight.

Tamayo believed you were in a coma.

Muzan would hear the same thing every night.

"She's the same as the day before."

He knew that if you weren't getting better, you'd get worse at some point.

When he looked at your sickly form, he saw himself.

Muzan as a human, diseased and frail.

He would leave without saying goodbye when he sat by your bed for a few minutes.

When the day Douma was supposed to see you, he searched far and wide through your residence in the infinity castle.

"She isn't here." Muzan said.

"Where is she, Muzan-sama?" Douma asked, genuinely confused.

"She's ill and getting treatment someplace else."

"Where can I see her?"

"You can't."

"Why not?" Douma asked, heart breaking silently since he couldn't be there as you recovered from your illness.

"Because she's in a coma." Muzan said.

Douma stood silent. A dark shadow cascaded over his face as he was consumed with overwhelming grief.

"She's that sick?" He asked, his voice soft and serious. He had never spoke in such a tone before.

Muzan narrowed his eyes at his subordinate.

He didn't like that he was so distraught over your illness. This wasn't like Douma.

He also hated the idea of letting Douma see you. He wanted you to himself.

"Yes." He replied coldly.

Douma perked up at an idea that came to his mind.

"Maybe I can turn her into a demon and she can live forever!" Douma said.

"If anyone is turning her into a demon, it would be me." Muzan said.

"Yes, Muzan-sama!" Douma said, doing his best to turn on his faux, cheerful demeanor.