「 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐃 & 𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 」KOKUZAN 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐄𝐃

𝐊𝐎𝐊𝐔𝐙𝐀𝐍 - 5

𝐋𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬, 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐚, 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐇𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞'𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐟𝐮𝐧

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐌𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐞, 𝐒𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦, 𝐬𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭, 𝐬𝐮𝐛𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐞, 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭

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𝐌𝐔𝐙𝐀𝐍 layed in bed tears streaming down his face he hugged his body feeling the disgusting handprints

He wanted to die as of now he wanted to scream and die at the same time

"You have a perfect little body Muzan a nice tight fit" his father said getting dressed and leaving Muzan alone

That was the first night Muzan ever harmed himself feeling disgusting in his own body
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Muzan sat on the floor blood dripping down his arms he felt like a little boy again laying in bed after he was used however

Muzan picked up the blade again and brought it to his thigh cutting multiple cuts thick red blood dripping down his thigh

He stood up unstable and cleaned off his legs not bothering to wrap them up he threw on a sweater and fell asleep

He woke up sweating like crazy he was hot as if he was in his own skin

He got out of bed and walked to the bathroom changing clothes and throwing on longer pants and a long sleeve shirt

There was a knock at his door then Kokushibo entered "Muzan I've brought you food"

"Take it away I'm not hungry" he said Kokushibo threw the plate on Muzans bed

"Eat it now or don't eat at all" he said sitting in front of Muzan

"I'm not hungry"

"Fine" Kokushibo left food in hand slamming the door closed

"Whatever"
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Muzan looked at Kokushibo from across the table Kokushibo decided he wanted them to eat together

"Aren't you hot take off your sweater" he said

"I'm not hot I'm perfectly fine" Muzan was burning up he was sweating so much under the sweater

"Take it off"

"No"

"Muzan Kibustuji take it off" a shiver ran down his spine Kokushibo never called him by his full name

"I'm comfortable in it" he responded hugging the sweating sweater closer to his body

"I don't care what makes you comfortable take it off" Muzans eyebrows furrowed

'Why does that sound familiar?' Flashbacks ran through Muzans head and tears swelled in his eyes

"Do you need me to take it off for you?" He asked standing up and making his way towards Muzans

"No" Muzan stood out of his chair and began backing up

"Why is it so hard for you to take it off?"

"Because I'm comfortable"
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Kokushibo gave up and sent Muzan to his room hungry

Muzan stared at the pill bottles in his hand he opened the lid and put some into the palm of his hand

He swallowed them all putting more into his hand and downing them not wasting time

He grabbed the blade and slashed his wrist becoming dizzy from the deep cuts

"Oh fuck" he said before passing out everything went black and he fell to the floor
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Kokushibo entered Muzans room expecting to see him laying down or doing something but there was no sign of him

Kokushibo seen that the bathroom door was closed and knocked on it. No response

He opened the door and froze "What the fuck" he said dropping the plate of food in his hand

Noticing the situation he ran over to Muzan picking him up and taking him to the infirmary

Blood stuck to Kokushibo's clothes but he didn't care all he needed to know was if Muzan was going to be okay

Tears streamed down Kokushibo's face for the first time in a long time Kokushibo started crying as he looked at Muzans motionless body

"𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐛𝐞 𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐲 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐈 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮"
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𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐓 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐌𝐄 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋 𝐀 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐌𝐘 𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐏𝐒𝐄 𝐌𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐔𝐙𝐀𝐍 𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎𝐃𝐀𝐘 🤭😭

𝐖𝐂: 𝟔𝟒𝟑

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