⚠️smut? Fluff? ⚠️
NO ONE'S POV
Muzan was in a spicy and rude mood. He had things thrown all over his office while he sat at his desk, head in his hands. He heard a TWANG and a knock on his door. He could tell by the knock it was Kokushibo. "Come in." Muzan spoke in a serious tone. Kokushibo walked in and bowed on one knee(marriage proposal?/jk) "Muzan-sama..? Why did you call me..?" Kokushibo asked in a calm voice.
"I didn't, you came here, didn't you? " "Nakime.. Said you.. Needed me..."
Muzan's POV
Nakime. That matchmaker. She knows what's going on doesn't she? Dammit. There's no escape now. I'm hard asf... "Koku~"
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Chat leeme js post this rq then work on pt 2
Alr anygays sayonara
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