**Kyojuro's POV:**
Gathered with the other hashira, I felt a burning desire to share my intention. "I think I'm going to ask Y/n to marry me," I announced. The reactions ranged from supportive nods to playful comments. "She is having your child," Obanai pointed out, a note of endearing simplicity in his words. Mitsuri, ever the romantic, chimed in with a heartfelt, "Aww, that's so cute." I chuckled in response, appreciating the warmth of their camaraderie.
The conversation took a flirtatious turn when Tengen added his touch, calling my forthcoming proposal "flashy." Senemi, the voice of reason in the group, reflected on the impending fatherhood. "I still can't believe you're going to be a father," he commented, mirroring the disbelief that lingered in my own thoughts. I laughed nervously, a mix of excitement and trepidation bubbling within me.
Shinobu, ever perceptive, shared insights from the kakushi assigned to Y/n. Her words painted a vivid picture of Y/n's emotional roller coaster. The pregnancy had taken a toll, manifesting in erratic mood swings, fits of crying, and occasional bursts of anger. Her emotional turmoil was a testament to the challenges she faced. I nodded in understanding, my heart swelling with compassion for the woman I loved.
**Kakushi's POV:**
Assigned to Miss Y/n during her tumultuous pregnancy, my days were filled with ensuring her well-being. However, as I approached her room with a tray of food, the sounds of chaos greeted me. Crashing sounds echoed, and upon opening the door, I found her world in disarray. All her belongings were scattered, and she was there, amid the chaos, crying.
"Get out! Get out!" she cried, the desperation in her voice tangible. As I moved closer, trying to offer assistance, a hairpin became an unexpected projectile, narrowly missing my eye. Shocked, I retreated, leaving the room in haste. My immediate instinct was to seek Mr. Rengoku and inform him of the distressing situation.
Upon finding him and the other hashira, I spilled the urgent information. "Sir Rengoku, sir! It's Y/n. She was crying, yelled for me to get out, then she threw her hairpin straight for my eye," I blurted out, the urgency causing my words to jumble. Rengoku's immediate concern was palpable as he assured he'd talk to her. Troubled by the sudden outburst, I watched as he left, hoping for a resolution.
**Y/n's POV:**
Depression had become an unwelcome companion during my pregnancy, intensifying with time. The Rengoku family tradition demanded seven days and two hours of gazing at a large torch, offering a challenging yet hopeful routine. Despite this, sadness gripped me tighter each day, my physical discomfort and emotional turbulence amplifying.
Back home, after the torch ritual, my emotions erupted. I had thrown my hairpin in a fit of despair, narrowly missing the kakushi. I knew I needed to apologize, and as Kyojuro entered the room, he gently reminded me of the gravity of my actions.
"Y/n, sweetheart, you know you have to apologize. I know you're going through it right now, but that doesn't mean you can try to stab someone's eye out with a hairpin," he said, his words a mix of understanding and concern. I remained silent, grappling with the weight of my emotional turmoil. Kyojuro, ever patient, joined me, helping me regain composure. Apologizing to the kakushi became a necessary step in mending not just the immediate situation but also my own inner struggles.
**No One's POV:**
As Kyojuro comforted Y/n, the inevitable subject of marriage surfaced. With an open heart, he broached the question, "Hey, sweetheart, if I asked you to marry me, would you?" Y/n's response, filled with love and assurance, painted a bright smile on Kyojuro's face. "Of course, you're the father of my child and the man I love," she affirmed, sealing their commitment with a promise to embrace the future together.
In the midst of emotional turbulence, love, forgiveness, and the promise of new beginnings unfolded. The path ahead, while uncertain, was paved with the resilience of their connection and the shared anticipation of welcoming a new life into their tumultuous yet love-filled world.
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Dark secrets ~ Rengoku x reader
Fiksi PenggemarY/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...
