Dark secrets ~ Rengoku x reader

𝑾𝒆𝒅𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈

The eighth month of Y/n's pregnancy unveiled itself in the quiet canvas of the night, shrouded in the ethereal glow of the moon. A clandestine event, born in the hushed whispers of the night, unfolded — a wedding that transcended the ordinary, a union of two souls bound by love and the imminent arrival of new life.

In the sacred stillness, the congregation gathered — the Hashira, the Upper Moons, and, amidst them, the ominous yet strangely proud figure of Muzan Kibutsuji. Daki, a swirl of darkness and grace, stood as an observer, perhaps more than just a spectator in this celestial affair. The air, heavy with anticipation, carried the weight of destiny as Y/n, draped in a Shiromuku, stepped into the moonlit space.

The Shiromuku, an emblem of purity and tradition, clung to Y/n like a silken cascade of moonlight. Embroidered delicately, it told a silent story of a union meant to withstand the tests of time and fate. The moon, a silent witness to many tales, cast its approving glow upon this ceremony, turning the night into an enchanted canvas where love painted its masterpiece.

The attendees, from the mighty Hashira to the enigmatic Upper Moons, bore witness to a love story that defied conventions. Y/n's mother, standing alongside the ominous presence of Muzan, wore a mask of approval and happiness. Perhaps, in the grand tapestry of their existence, even demons couldn't resist the allure of love's purest form.

As Y/n exchanged vows with Kyojuro, the night bore witness to promises whispered in the sacred hush. Each word carried the weight of a lifetime commitment, entwined with the threads of love and the responsibility that awaited them in the form of a new life. It was not just a wedding; it was a covenant sealed in the quietude of the night.

The moon, a celestial spectator, illuminated the scene with a soft radiance. Its glow seemed to bless this union, casting an otherworldly luminosity upon Y/n and Kyojuro as they embraced their destinies entwined with the vows of matrimony. Love, like a river, flowed silently, meandering through the uncharted territories of their hearts.

In the midst of the congregation, Daki's eyes held a mysterious gleam — was it curiosity, a hint of pride, or something more profound? The demons, despite their nature, stood in acknowledgment of a love that surpassed boundaries. Muzan, the enigmatic figure orchestrating the events from the shadows, appeared impassive, his motives shrouded in the veils of mystery.

Y/n's mother, her emotions concealed beneath a veneer of grace, expressed her joy. It was an approval that echoed through the realms, reaching the very heart of the night. In the dance of shadows and moonlight, the union of Y/n and Kyojuro unfolded as a testament to love's resilience, proving that even the darkest of hearts could be touched by the purity of genuine affection.

As the ceremonial rites progressed, Y/n and Kyojuro exchanged symbolic gifts — tokens of a promise that extended beyond the veil of the visible world. Dried seafood, fans, hemp rope, and the timeless currency of money exchanged hands, carrying with them wishes for prosperity and the blessing of longevity for the newlyweds.

The night, pregnant with the magic of celestial approval, held its breath as the union reached its zenith. Y/n and Kyojuro, bound by love and a shared destiny, entered a new chapter illuminated by the moon's benevolent glow. The Shiromuku, once a symbol of tradition, now bore witness to a love story inscribed in the stars.

In the quiet aftermath of the ceremony, as the moonlight faded into the tapestry of dawn, Y/n and Kyojuro stood hand in hand. The Shiromuku, now a sacred relic of this clandestine night, echoed with the promises of a love story that dared to challenge the boundaries of existence itself.