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

Chapter 112 - Forever

Chapter Song: Ariana Grande - "34+35"

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Mitsuri entered the apartment building at 9 p.m., humming softly to herself as she stepped into the lobby. She glanced toward the elevator and spotted Obanai standing there, waiting, his hands tucked into his jacket pockets. His head turned at the sound of the doors opening, and his eye's widened in pleasant surprise.

"Mitsuri," he said softly, his voice tinged with both relief and surprise.

"Obanai!" she chirped, walking up to him with a radiant smile. Without hesitation, she wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed a gentle kiss to his lips. "I didn't expect to see you here!"

"I could say the same," he murmured, returning her kiss. "Where were you?"

She pulled back slightly, still holding onto him. "I was feeling a little lonely at home, so I went to Kanae's apartment to catch up. It's been so long since I've seen her."

Obanai's brow furrowed slightly, his concern showing even as he tried to mask it. "You should've told me. I would've come back sooner."

Mitsuri noticed the worry in his voice and reached out to take his hand, her soft fingers curling around his. "You don't have to worry about me anymore, Obanai," she said, her voice warm and reassuring. "I'm okay now. Everything is okay."

He blinked at her words, a flicker of surprise crossing his face before it melted into a rare, genuine smile. "Alright," he said quietly, giving her hand a gentle squeeze.

The elevator dinged, and the doors slid open. They stepped inside together, and as they rode up, Mitsuri tilted her head curiously. "Obanai, why are you home so early? Don't you usually get off work around 2 a.m.?"

Obanai hesitated for a moment, as if realizing he had forgotten to tell her something important. "Ah... I guess I didn't mention it," he said, glancing at her. "I got a new job."

Her eyes widened in surprise. "A new job? Where?"

"At a restaurant," he replied simply, as though it was the most natural thing in the world.

"A restaurant?" she repeated, her voice filled with curiosity. "Why a restaurant?"

He turned to face her fully, his eye's locking onto hers. "Because I want to help you make your dream come true," he said earnestly.

Mitsuri's breath caught, her hand flying up to cover her mouth as tears welled in her eyes. "Obanai..."

"I know you've always wanted to own a restaurant," he continued, his voice steady. "Right now, I'm just washing dishes, but the head chef told me he'd teach me how to cook during my breaks. I figured it's a start."

Her tears spilled over, but her smile was radiant as she threw her arms around him, hugging him tightly. "You're amazing," she whispered, her voice thick with emotion. "Thank you. Thank you so much."

They arrived at their apartment, and after kicking off their shoes, they settled onto the couch. Obanai leaned back, tapping his lap with a subtle smirk. "Come here," he said softly.

Mitsuri blushed, her heart fluttering as she gave him a warm smile. She climbed onto his lap, straddling him and facing him, her arms wrapping around his shoulders. The air between them grew warm, the tension thick with unspoken desire.

Obanai's hands rested on her waist, pulling her closer as he leaned in, his lips capturing hers in a slow, passionate kiss. Mitsuri melted into him, her fingers tangling in his hair as her body pressed against his. His hands slid down to her hips, then down to her bottom, giving her a gentle squeeze that made her gasp softly against his lips.