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《 т α η נ ι я σ 》

"Let me help you, Muzan..." I said to the trembling demon in my arms. She(or he? I'll just call him she in her lady form) held on tighter, burying her face on my chest.

It felt new to be the one embracing Muzan instead of the other way around... well, technically, he didn't quite embrace me, but... you know.

I felt her shake her head, her scent indicating that she's too exghausted to relay any words.

Each time Muzan hurt, I feel my heart ache. Could I be growing feelings for this demon? It's not impossible... but I can't directly assume that just yet. Just because we're soulmates doesn't mean we supposed to love each other.

There's something, or someone hurting him. I'm sure of it. I will get to the bottom of this... so I'll have to stay with her for a little while longer. What drived me to reveal this mystery, I may never know. But I just want to... I have to.

There was a knock at the door, and Douma's scent lingered outside the room.

"Boossss, I have returned!~"

I felt Muzan's hold tighten, then let go of me completely. She stepped back enough for me to be able to see her face.

There were evisible tear stains running down her cheeks, and her eyes were red and sore from crying.

"D-don't say a word to anyone..." She whispered with shaky breaths while attempting to wipe the tears away.

Was it the fact that we're soulmates making me want to embrace her again? Was it that reason why I don't want to let go? Or is it because I'd hate to see her in so much pain again like earlier?

Without anything else to do for now, I just sat on my bed. I watched as Muzan opened the door, having to meet Douma face to face.

"What?" I heard Muzan ask in a snarling tone.

The rest of the coversation was audible, but I had no intention of listening either. Muzan is still stuck in my mind.

Her situation is worrying... if I don't do something, what will happen?

When I looked over the door, Muzan was gone, and Douma sat on the edge of my bad.

"Oh, hey, Douma..." I greeted him a bit less beaming than I intended to be.

"Hello, Tanjiro-kun! I want to ask you a question."

I responded with a hum and waiting for what he has to say.

"Do you think somethig's wrong with Muzan-sama?"

Did he hear our coversation from earlier? Or did Muzan's red puffy eyes give her away? Either way... is it right to tell Douma?

"No..." I slowly said.

"No, there's nothing wrong." I confirmed for him. I hate lying, but Muzan probably wouldn't want the Upper Moons knowing about his current state.

"Why do you ask?"

"Something felt off... but I guess it was just my imagination."

Yeah... it's best he believed it was.

《 ? ? ? 》

Impossible... did Muzan break free from my control? No... I got into his mind minutes later, but I got cut off again.

Was it that boy with a scar on his forehead? It couldn't be... a weak human like him couldn't have been able to break my control. When I was cut off, I felt as if my mind was on fire, so I had to leave telepathy.

Tch, my only source of entertainment is starting to slowly breaking free from my grasp. I can't handle even the slightest bit of light, candlelight or anything of the sort, and watching everything unfold outside through Muzan's eyes was the only thing that kept me company through these decades. I only ever eat if some unfortunate soul were to stumble across my hiding spot.

Muzan... wherever you go, you can't escape me forever. If only you listened to me from the start... you should've given your blood to me. It's too late now, huh?

You need to suffer more. I will break you until you finally succumb to my control.

Starting with your precious soulmate...

Total words: 684
I know it's short, I'm sorry, but I'm kind of in a rush to finish this so...

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