𝑅𝑒𝓂𝑒𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇 𝑀𝑒 [ ObaMitsu fanfic/ R-(MA)] Kimetsu No Yaiba

Chapter 42 - Coffee And Sugar

Chapter Song: YUGYEOM Feat. punchnello - "Be Alright"

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November

Later That day

The bakery was alive with the sound of clinking cups and quiet chatter, a soft lull to Mitsuri's hurried movements behind the counter. She had returned to work, determined to distract herself from think about the night before. Her smile was sweeter than the slice of cake she handed.

It had been so many weeks of tears and anger they had towards each other, but last night changed everything. She trust her heart and made the first move and slowly the walls crumbled down. It had felt as though everything that happened during that time were for nothing. She hated sneaking out in the morning as she wanted to stay longer. In his room, in his bed, in his arms, but she needed to focus on her life as well. It was time to come out from the dark times, and focus on the positive future, and this time, Obanai and her were finally on the same page.

Distracted by packing a to-go order and missing the sound of the door bell as someone walked in, her thoughts deepened. Deep down, she craved him, wishing she could have called out and stayed in bed with him all day, but she needed this job. She didn't want to be a burden to anyone, she needed to support herself independently. Thinking about him only made her miss his smile, the contrast of his two-colored eyes and his scent. It felt as though she could smell it right there.

Then, as she turned to face the front door, she saw him. Obanai. His presence, unmistakable.

He entered quietly, his face unreadable as usual, though a smirk came cross his face as their eyes met. Their eyes met for a brief second before he looked away, finding a seat in the farthest corner of the bakery, hidden by the shadows of the room.

Mitsuri's heart skipped a beat in her chest as a nervous smile creeped on her face. She took a steadying breath, focusing on the rhythm of the work in front of her, trying to keep it cool in front of her coworkers. He was right there. And yet, she couldn't jump over and be in his arms. She glanced at him from behind the counter, catching him staring at her from across the room. Their gazes collided again, this time holding a little longer, before Mitsuri forced herself to focus back on the orders with a smile on her face.

The minutes ticked by in silence.

Finally, it was time. His order. Her fingers trembled as she grabbed the notepad and pen, walking over to him with a nervous smile she could barely keep from faltering. She stopped beside his table, and though her voice was steady, she couldn't control her face from turning red.

"Good afternoon, What can I get for you today?" Her tone was polite, almost as if they were strangers again.

Obanai looked up, his mismatched eyes softening for just a moment. He scanned the menu briefly before setting it down.

"Just coffee. Black," he murmured, but his voice was low with a hint of tease, almost as though it was amusing to see her blush, keeping that same smirk.

Mitsuri nodded and turned on her heel, biting down the sudden rush of excitment. He wasn't here for coffee. She knew that. Obanai wasn't the type to frequent places like this, much less sit down and wait for an order. He was here for her, and though he hadn't said much, it was enough to drive her crazy.

As she prepared his coffee behind the counter, she caught another glimpse of him, as he was on his phone. There was a tiredness about him, something fragile in the way he sat, and it tugged at her. The distance between them had finally come to an end, but in moments like these, when they were close yet so far, the sadness gnawed at her more than ever.

Coffee in hand, Mitsuri made her way back to him, placing it gently on the table. She hesitated, not yet ready to leave, but unable to find the words to fill the space between them.