It took an entire month for y/n and Kyojuro to truly forgive each other and themselves. Some aspects of life returned to normal, while others remained in the shadow of the past. Y/n had moved in with Kyojuro, navigating a delicate balance between the complexities of forgiveness and the anticipation of impending parenthood.
While y/n maintained her status as a hashira, her active involvement in the corps waned due to the challenges of pregnancy. Not everyone initially trusted her, but gradually, trust emerged like a fragile blossom. Life underwent a collective transformation, marked by the strains of y/n's pregnancy. It wasn't an easy journey; at times, it felt as if her body would succumb to the hardships.
Y/n was astute, recognizing that her father, Muzan, would never abandon his pursuit of the master. However, she distanced herself from such pursuits, harboring the silent wish that life could have taken a different turn, one where happiness prevailed.
**No One's POV:**
During y/n's pregnancy, a Kakushi was assigned to take care of her. Despite y/n's inherent kindness, the journey of pregnancy wrought changes in her demeanor. Emotional fluctuations, mood swings, and the weight of her condition turned her interactions into a turbulent experience, akin to a blistering winter.
**Kyojuro's POV:**
As I entered the house, the faint sound of crying greeted me. "Y/n?" I called out, my concern growing. The cries intensified as I ventured further, reaching a crescendo as I entered our shared bedroom. There, I found her on the floor, her appearance disheveled, the weight of her emotions evident.
"Y/n, sweetheart, what's wrong?" I asked, a mix of worry and compassion in my voice. She looked up, tears streaming down her face, an emotional torrent threatening to engulf her.
"I can't do this, Kyojuro. I'm always so emotional. I can barely hold a conversation without my feelings pouring out like a child! My body hurts all the time, and I can barely keep any food down; it all just goes back down the toilet," she confessed, her vulnerability laid bare.
In that moment, I felt a surge of empathy. I crouched down, enveloping her in a tight hug, offering solace in the warmth of our shared space. The complexities of pregnancy were testing her, and I was determined to be a steadfast pillar of support.
"Y/n, it's okay. We're in this together. Whatever you're feeling, whatever you're going through, we'll face it as one," I assured her, my words carrying the weight of a promise to weather the storms together. The journey ahead was uncertain, but in that embrace, a silent understanding blossomed – the understanding that their love was resilient enough to withstand the trials of this new chapter in their lives.
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Dark secrets ~ Rengoku x reader
FanfictionY/n kibutsuji the daughter of the one and only muzan kibutsuji at a young age your mother had left she didn't even look back for you. As a child you grew up around the upper rank demons known as the 12 Kizuki they were like your family uncle Kokush...
