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Yandere Demon Slayer Performers x fem reader: part two (Demon Slayer)

Here's part two!

The image is not mine.

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Waking up from your deep slumber, you look around. So it wasn't a dream. You were essentially kidnapped by your idols.

You hear a knock on the door. "Come in!" You shout.

The door opens, revealing the people who kidnapped you.

"Good morning, gem~." Tengen flirted. It was too early for flirting. You give them a look of 'what the fuck do you want from me this early in the morning??'

Getting the message you sent, Sabito pipes up and says "Well, if we're going to make you debut show, we're going to need to get going soon."

"But it's 5AM!" You exclaim.

"And? Now, you need to get dressed ASAP." Giyuu states.

"Then you four need to get out!!" You yell.

"And who's gonna make us~?" Tengen winks.

"Come On Best Buddies, We Should Give Her Privacy!" Rengoku pulls them all out of the room. You'll have to thank him for that later.

Quickly getting dressed, you open your door to see Mitsuri, ready to lead you somewhere.

"Hello, Miss (Y/N)! You can follow me right this way to the private jet! The other members are already there waiting for you!" You followed her to a whole miniature airport next to the backyard.

Getting onto the plane, you saw each of the boys in their respective seats. Sabito waves you over to sit in the seat between him and Rengoku.

"Hey, I want to thank you, Rengoku, for getting everyone out of the room. I really appreciate it." You thank the firey blonde.

"It's No Problem, (Y/N)! Everyone Deserves Their Privacy!" The firey male says rather loudly.

You giggle a little bit. "Agreed." You say.

After a small silence, the plane begins to take off. Feeling the odd pressure changes as you take off into the air, your stomach does flips.

After a couple of minutes, the plane is a cruising altitude.

"Alright, (Y/N), we're going to see how your performance skills are and see how much help you need before tonight." Sabito states, looking at you, waiting for you to start.

"Oh, uh, alright." You shakily get up from your seat. The truth was, you had really bad stage freight.

(If you don't, then first of all, how? Second of all, too bad, you do now.)

Closing your eyes, you open your mouth and start singing.

(You can use your favorite song or this one)