It wasn't regular for a demon to partake in sleep—maybe even a matter of concern. Yet, Muzan and Kokushibo somehow wound up retiring to bed after a long day of chores. Well, not quite 'bed' in a literal sense; the two demons couldn't even make it to bed before they gave up and just collapsed onto a couch.
Kokushibo found himself flopping onto the couch first, with a big sigh of relief. Muzan—who, amongst the two of them, had more energy—kept walking for a few seconds, before noticing that Kokushibo had already gave up. He came back, considering the possibility of just picking up Kokushibo and taking him to bed, but decided against it. He just collapsed next to his partner, with a similar sigh.
They laid their in silence, for moments that felt like hours. Eventually, Kokushibo's arms wrapped around Muzan and pulled him closer with a little "hmph". Muzan looked up at Kokushibo, before smiling and burying his nose in the cranny of Kokushibo's chest, which had been exposed when Kokushibo laid on his side and loosened some of his kimono.
The room felt tranquil now that both demons had gotten comfortable. Kokushibo, with the patience of someone who had done this before, gently scooped up Muzan and put him on the inner side of the couch—so he could snuggle into the square cushions. Kokushibo picked up a blanket with soft moving hands, and draped it over himself and his husband.
They both lay comfortably, in the most silence that the two had experienced in a while. Kokushibo tenderly spooned Muzan from the outmost part of the couch, while Muzan lay between Kokushibo and the back of the couch. All was well, the two demons were able to sleep now—and they did without much difficulty. The clutches of sleep had grasped them long before they had even entered the room, now it was time for them to embrace it back.
Their eyes closed, two then four, six then all eight eyes in the room were shut. Muzan slept peacefully against his husband's body, his legs bent and his back slightly arched. Kokushibo slept comfortably too, his breaths falling short as he drifted into the realm of dreams.
They slept peacefully through the day, their subconscious listening to the chirping birds and the occasional flutter of them flying.
Well, they slept peacefully until Muzan decided to stretch out. He stretched his arms in his sleep, which resulted in poor Kokushibo's being pushed off the couch and hitting the floor with a loud...
THUD!!
He groaned in pain, six eyes shooting open. Muzan heard the thud, he too flinched awake. He sat up quickly, looking down at his husband, whom lay sprawled out on his back with a "I regret life" expression on his face. Muzan couldn't help but giggle, as he leaned down to scoop Kokushibo back onto the couch. Lesson learned, Kokushibo now slept on the inside of the couch.
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