The Dreaming Pillar ✩ Kimetsu no Yaiba

💠Special #11💠

Requested by Tomiutski77826

Drabble: "What the fuck?"

In which Sanemi becomes the victim.

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Sanemi didn't know this at the time but visiting the (L/n) house that day would be a very bad idea.

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Now Sanemi normally wouldn't be driving to the (L/n)'s house. You two were friends but he wasn't really close to you since he was busy with his adult life. He would definitely say he wasn't close with your brother, Hiro, but that was just because he knew him as someone who he once went to school with and was in the same friend group as him but they never went past greetings and group hangouts.

He was driving to the (L/n) house (only occupied by you, Giyuu and Hiro) because Uzui asked him to pick up something he left and Sanemi only agreed because he was promise ohagi in return and he could never turn down free food, especially when it was his favourite.

He parked his car by the side of the road near your house and got out, walking over to the door to knock because he wasn't about to break into someone's house.

Not yet at least.

He was greeted by Giyuu. The two shared a few seconds of silence before Giyuu shut the door on his face.

"Oi! Open up you fucker!" he yelled, banging on the door.

The door opened and thjs time he was greeted by you.

"Shinazugawa-san!" You smiled. "What brings you here?"

"Uzui said he left his armband here," he explained. Looking past you (not even your shoulder since you were short), he noticed that the inside of your house was in a state of disarray.

"He did? Maybe Hiro nii-san knows something about that," you said, opening the door fully to let him in. "You can probably find him in the attic or the basement."

"What the fuck is he doing there?" he asked, he didn't even know you had a basement and an attic until today. "Why is he somewhere so inconvenient?"

"You can see the house is a bit of a mess right now." You laughed, he followed your gaze to see there were books on the floor, vegetables on the bookshelf, and the couches in the living room were flipped. "So let's just say he's hiding, speaking of which." You pulled him in, shutting the door, "I should be too. Bye."

Before Sanemi could ask any questions, you bolted in another direction, soon disappearing around a corner to who knows where. He wasn't familiar with your house. It isn't his.

The only place he's familiar with is the living room which was just a few steps away from the door and the bathroom, he's lost count of how many times Hiro would do something that always resulted in him having to wear a change of clothes.

He didn't even get to ask where to find the basement and the attic. And from the looks of it, not one of you would offer your help because something was clearly going on. Avoiding all the random stuff on the floor, he made his way around the corner you headed off to since he might as well start somewhere. He had to stop the moment he turned around or else his head might have hit the chair.

Yes.

There was a chair stuck to the ceiling.

A fricking chair.

"What the fuck?" he spoke, making his way around the chair as he was met with three options.

To the front was a hallways that sooned turned right, to his left was the kitchen, and to the right was the bathroom. Now he could cross the bathroom off since Hiro wouldn't be in there. The obvious answer here would be to go forward and down the hall but he decided to stop by the kitchen since he wanted a glass of water.