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violentometer [MuzDou] (R +18)

Breakfast the next day was very uncomfortable and silent. Both Douma and the four children were crestfallen.

Michikatsu had told Douma that he would not be going that day since he was at the hospital where they had to give him two stitches on his lower lip, one on the bridge of his nose, and three on his right eyebrow.

Douma sighed sadly without taking a bite and the twins and little Enmu clenched their hands into fists while baby Rui pouted.

-What's wrong with them? - Muzan broke the silence, observing his family.

-Michikatsu will receive stitches in his face, he has been in the hospital since last night. hospital waiting for them to sew up his face.- Ume spoke upset.

-Do you care that much about that stranger? - Muzan asked arching an eyebrow. -I expected it from your bitch mother, but not from you.-

-That's all.- Gyutaro stood up annoyed and grabbed his backpack. - Let's walk guys, we'll buy breakfast on the way.-

-W-Wait kids, t-it's dangerous!- Douma quickly stood up, watching worriedly as his almost 17-year-old twins and his 9- year-old boy stood up and grabbed their backpacks.

"It's eight in the morning, it's daytime, there are people on the street." Kibutsuji spoke with a frown, holding his wallet.

-I pay for it with my savings.- Gyutaro took his sister and brother's hand and walked towards the door. -Don't worry, mom, I'll call you when we get to school.-

The door closed and Douma looked in that direction worried.

-You know it's your fault. You're the one who started talking to that cashier of supermarket. You are the one who screwed up and put a stranger at home like the whore you are. You don't respect your children, your husband, nor your home.-

Douma burst into tears and ran to the room to throw herself on the bed to cry. -You're right! It's my fault! I became friends with Michikatsu!-

The red-eyed man smiled triumphantly as he listened to his husband's sobs and how he blamed himself, noticing the frown of his little baby.

-Don't look at me like that Rui, if that poor guy fell in love with Douma he would have done much worse things.-

After receiving the call from Gyutaro saying that they were having breakfast in the school cafeteria and that Muzan had left for work, Douma allowed himself to take a relaxing bubble bath with Rui.

-You know... I hadn't told Muzan about Michi because I didn't want him to think I was cheating on him, I just wanted to have a friend to chat with or spend the day with.- She started talking to her little baby while hugging him to her chest. in the bathtub feeling his little back while Rui played with his spider rattle. -I didn't think all this would go this far. Now Muzan and the children are fighting and Michikatsu is in the hospital because of me.-

Rui turned to look at him and shook his head, stammering as he kicked in the water.

-Yes, my child, I started all this, and I must finish it. I will go to the hospital to see how Michikatsu is and I will end our friendship and at night I will make a delicious dinner and help Muzan and your little brothers talk. What are you saying? Can you help me?

Poor Rui didn't know how to speak to advise him to continue his friendship with Michikatsu and help his father and brothers to speak. He really felt sorry for his mother, who really had no friends to talk to, a baby who was barely a year old. So I just know

He just nodded his head, he would help his mother no matter what her decision.

-Ayyy, thank you baby!- Douma shouted happily, hugging the little infant. "Let's finish bathing and let's go quickly so we can come back and start cooking." He smiled, giving the baby a kiss on the forehead, who laughed and kicked happily.

-Michi!- Douma called him when he saw him sitting in the waiting room with small bandages on his face. "Can we talk?" He asked, sitting next to him with little Rui hugging him by the chest in his baby backpack.

-Douma.- The minor's black gaze shone when he saw the silver-haired boy appear and a shy smile was born on his face. -Of course, they haven't called me yet to sew me up.-

-I... I want to apologize for my husband's behavior and... For having come close to being your friend, it is my fault that you are hurt in this waiting room.

Michikatsu interrupted him by placing a finger on his lips. -Never-say it's your fault. Forgive me for interrupting you, but it's not your fault. - He linked both hands with the surprised rainbow-eyed boy. -It was I who decided to approach you to be friends, knowing that you had children, knowing that you were married.- He caressed the back of his hands with his thumbs. -I was the one who fell in love when you were looking for a friend.- He thought and cleared his throat. -We were both looking for a friend, I knew the risks and still I decided to approach you.-

He raised both hands and held her cheeks. -So please, never say that these blows are your fault, these blows are proof that despite the obstacles that your husband puts between us, I will always be there for you, I will always be your friend.- He brought both of their foreheads together. ,Watching those beautiful rainbows crystallise. "So please don't blame our friendship or yourself for my decisions, okay?"

Douma sobbed and tears began to fall from his eyes as he hugged Michikatsu by the neck. Rui, seeing that they were both sad, caressed their shoulders with her little hands. Douma laughed tenderly and separated, caressing her baby's head. -Douma.- He turned to see the black-haired man who called him. -You are amazing. "I'm very happy to be your friend." Michikatsu smiled tenderly, stroking Rui's head with one hand while wiping Douma's tears with his free hand.

-Tsugikuni, Michikatsu.- A nurse called.

-Well... What do you think if we wait for them to sew me up and I take them to their house on my motorcycle? The day is cloudy, I wouldn't want you to get a cold.- He suggested as he stood up.

Douma smiled happily as he wiped his face with a handkerchief. - W-We would love to.-

Already at the door of the hospital, Tsugikuni took out a red spare helmet from the small trunk of his motorcycle and put it on Douma while he put on his black one. -You should sit behind me, so Rui travels protected between us.- The one with the ponytail recommended, pointing out small drops of rain falling from the sky.

-You're right.- Douma agreed, watching how the black-haired man mounted the motorcycle and then got on behind him, gently hugging him by the shoulders.

-This is your first time riding a motorcycle, isn't it?- Tsugikuni asked between giggles.

-Yes, why?-

-Hold me tight, without fear.- He grabbed Douma's arms and passed them below his own, making him hug him tightly, leaving his hands squeezing the minor's exercised pectorals. -Come on, I won't bite.-

A noticeable blush invaded Douma's cheeks as his heart raced.

A red-eyed man was calmly driving his car back home, returning early because of the rain that began to fall. At a red light he stopped and watched furiously through the window at Douma on the back seat of Michikatsu's motorcycle, resting his cheek

(with a helmet) on the minor's back with his eyes closed, a sweet smile and a noticeable blush while his little baby Rui was in the middle.

He rolled down the window and started shouting his name, but the loud music from the motorcycle stereo didn't let him hear it. -Douma? Douma?! Douma! DOUMA! Michikatsu smiled sideways, playing dumb, feeling the silver-haired boy hug his abdomen, the warmth of the silver-haired boy and the baby who was asleep between them, and the cries of the red-eyed man.

As soon as the traffic light turned green, he accelerated at a rapid speed.

-Damn infidel. Also, taking poor Rui out in the drizzle and on a motorcycle,

what kind of mother is he?