Enmu X Muzan

Perfection

I open my eyes. I can't sleep. It's probably around midnight. I still can't stop thinking about Muzan-sama...
My thoughts are being interrupted by the sheets scooching against each other, though i didn't move. I slowly turn around. WHAT THE FVCK??!! I jump up in the bed. Muzan -sama is sleeping right next to me!! And not even in the other side of the bed or anything! He's just a few inches away! ...Aahh...he's so beautiful when he's asleep~ he looks so peaceful~ As i calm down, i put my head back on the pillow, facing him, and just watch him breathe. He's gorgeous~...But did he think about this? Is he sleeping in the same bed as me because he wants to? And why would he want to sleep next to a lower moon? Or is it beacuse he didn't think about it, and there was nowhere else to sleep? I mean, he could have any demon's bed, if he tells them...but that made me feel such a burden to him. I look closer to his face, which makes these thoughts go away immediately. All i can think about now is how gorgeous he is~
As i watch him, i slowly fall back asleep.

Time skip

Muzan POV

I'm moving around in bed with my eyes still closed, trying to fall back asleep. I make a deep sigh, as i give up and open them. I look in Enmu's direction. He's facing away from me. I desparately want to see his face, so i get out of bed, go around it and squat in front of him.
I put my elbows on the bed frame as i watch him sleep. He's so peaceful~ his hair got a little messy~it's so cute~ He usually tucks it behind his ear, so it fell in his face as he was laying on his side. I brush it out of his face gently. He's so beatiful~ I don't deny it anymore. I'm in love with him. I wish i realized that earlier. And i wish i knew how to tell him. I want to make it romantic, not just like I'm the demon king, so i can do anything. He deserves something more special. He's so perfect~ I can't stop myself to run throuh his hair again. I'm not even sure i deserve him. He's so smart~ As I'm resting my hand on his head, i'm wondering how much he knows about the world. Probably way more than me, even though i'm a lot older. He's gorgeous too~I love touching his soft hair... his soft skin...Looking into his deep, blue eyes...His body is so beautiful~...damn I'm starting to think like a teenage girl. Is this how teenage girls feel? Or do they just fake it? However, my feelings were real for sure. I scooch closer to his face, so close that i can feel his breath on mine. It's slow, and rythmical. I run a finger over the green squares on his face. I place my hand under his chin, and i brush over his lips with my thumb. They're soft. I really, desparately want to kiss them~ I scooch even closer. It wouldn't take much to do so... But i want him to be awake when it happens. I want him so bad. I keep caressing his head while admiring his face. He really is perfect.
As i watch him, I notice I'm about to fall asleep. I don't want to take the risk of him finding me here, so i go back to bed, laying as close to him as it seems appropriate. The sheets already smell like him, so i bury my face in the pillow and with time, but I manage to fall back asleep.