Soulmates (Yoriichi x Muzan)

🔪☀️Chapter seven☀️🔪

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Muzan opened the door to Yoriichi's house and flopped face first into the couch, he had just gotten home from being in disguise all night and he was sick of it. Muzan was starting to wonder how women deal with this everyday, he couldn't even handle six hours! He wiped some lipstick off and groaned, all he did was smudge it all over his face, he'll deal with it later. Right now he was tired, he's usually never tired but he is now? Why? He's been tired a lot recently, it's odd to say the least, he couldn't control it. He let out a yawn and laid his head on a pillow, he was just going to take a little... small... nap.

Muzan fluttered his eyes closed before he heard a loud slam and the door opened wide, he jolted awake and looked at the door where Yoriichi was. Yoriichi looked tensed up and he had a worried look on his face. His eyes darted around and landed on Muzan, he took a sigh of relief and rushed over to the man.

"Muzan I-... what are you wearing?"

"It's a good disguise, don't judge me."

"Um... okay, well I'm glad you're okay."

"Okay? Why wouldn't I be okay."

Yoriichi looked down embarrassed. "I just heard a lot of demon slayers in this area... I was just a bit worried was all."

Muzan didn't pester any further, he just saw it as his soulmate stressing out, maybe because the last time the man left his partner alone things didn't end pretty. Muzan gagged at the word partner, maybe that was a bit much. But Muzan thought it was a little funny that Yoriichi thought a few measly demon slayers could kill him. While Muzan was a bit afraid of demon slayers after seeing Yoriichi's power he still didn't doubt himself. He was a strong man, he could handle himself.

But Yoriichi couldn't help but be worried, his soulmate could literally disintegrate after a few seconds in the sun. Yoriichi wiped some sweat off his forehead, he wandered off to the kitchen and place the bag that Michikatsu's wife had given him for the journey home. His brother knows he has found a soulmate... after talking for a bit and having dinner Michikatsu had caught sight of Yoriichi's wrist. Although he didn't say anything about it Yoriichi knew, Michikatsu saw it. Yoriichi wanted to put more care into keeping his soulmate hidden, he didn't like that Muzan just wandered out of the house whenever he wanted to... but he of course didn't want to keep Muzan caged up like a dog. Yoriichi shook his head, he didn't want to think about this right now. He took a piece of bread out of the bag and ate it, it still had an amazing taste. Yoriichi missed home cooked meals. But as far as he knew his soulmate wasn't a cook.

Yoriichi was getting tired of the leftovers, he was running out of stuff to so he just didn't know what to do now. Yoriichi looked at his soulmate on the couch, Yoriichi raised a brow at how messy his soulmate looked. And Muzan looked like he was about to go to sleep again. Yoriichi suddenly remembered something, all living beings have a few common traits. They reproduce, grow, but... they all need food... Yoriichi has only seen Muzan eat once since he's been living with him. It's been around one or two months. Shouldn't Muzan be eating more? Yoriichi did feel disgusted by Muzan's eating habits but... he was still worried about Muzan.

Yoriichi looked out the window, it was pretty late when he came home and it was night time. Yoriichi looked at the almost asleep demon and walked over to him. Muzan looked up at him with his face shoved in the pillow, Yoriichi thought the action was cute, Muzan was animalistic in a way he couldn't explain. Yoriichi took a deep breath and spoke in his usual voice.