Good morning/evening/day/night peeps!
Take another chapter! *throws the chapter*
TW: slight swearing, possible suggestive dialogue?
Akaza's POV
It was the fourth night in the infinity castle, and as directed, I sat in my room, waiting for Douma to come fetch me. The structure of the room around me creaked and shifted slightly as Nakime moved parts of the fortress around. I'll have to let her know so she can practice moving the platforms without disturbing the rest of us. It was nearly midnight already, and Douma was nowhere to be seen, heard, or smelled. We're wasting moonlight.
I stood up and paced the length of the bedroom a few times, then stood in front of the door and slid it open. Perhaps Douma had decided to lean up against it for a second, because as soon as I opened the door, he toppled into my room.
"What the fuck-" I stepped back before he could drag me down with him.
The rainbow-eyed demon fell on his back, hitting his head hard on the floor. "Ow..." He rubbed the back of his head in a slightly embarrassed way. "Sorry for tumbling in like this, Akaza-dono!" He popped back up to his feet and smiled down at me.
"You're forgiven, but why were you leaning on my door to begin with?" I was genuinely curious. Not many demons just fall backwards through my doorframe.
Douma laughed lightly. "I've been running around making sure everything's ready, and that Daki won't accidentally expose Rui to the sunlight while we're gone."
"Seriously, you entrusted him to Daki of all demons?"
"Well who else do you suggest I ask?"
"He and Kaigaku could spend the night together, he could tag along with Kokushibo, but who knows what'll happen if Daki is left unsupervised around him!"
Douma waved one hand, dismissing the thought. "Don't worry. I made sure her brother is there too. Gyutaro is responsible enough for the night. Besides, Rui can take care of himself! It's just good parenting to get him an older demon to watch over him."
Considering Rui had spent, Muzan knows how long, in a creepy demonslayer infested forest pretty much on his own, this was an accurate assumption. But I also thought Douma was worrying a bit to much about it. I didn't have much time to think this over, however, because Douma went behind me and covered my eyes with both his hands and shouted "We're good, Nakime!" At the top of his lungs.
The strings of her biwa were struck, and instead of the smooth wood floor under my feet, I felt soft grass and a gentle, warm breeze. Douma's hands still prevented me from seeing anything, and I reached up to move them out of the way.
"Can you close your eyes for me, Akaza-dono~"
"Fine." I squeezed my eyes shut just before I felt him turn me around so I was facing him. He slowly removed his hands from their new position on my shoulders, and I heard him take a couple steps back.
"Okay, you can open them!"
I opened my eyes to reveal a tiny clearing, surrounded completely by trees except on one side which immediately dropped off into a rocky cliff face that overlooked a small village in the distance. Fairy lights were strung all around the perimeter of the little area, and in the center, there was a red and white picnic blanket laid out. Small dots of light floated in the air around the clearing, which I assumed were fireflies.
"Is this where you and Rui were last night? Setting this place up?"
Douma nodded. "I needed him to help me with the fairy lights."
He sat down on the blanket excitedly, patting the spot next to him as a motion for me to sit. I complied, although I was a bit skeptical of the idea. I lowered myself down onto the soft blanket, wondering if I would regret the decision to ask Douma if we could do something fun sometime. His version of fun was most likely much different from mine.
"So what do we do now?"
"We wait!" Douma flopped onto his back with his hands behind his head, staring up at the sky above the village.
Ooookay. I shifted a bit to make myself more comfortable, now sitting with my knees up to my chest and my arms wrapped around my lower legs. A loud whiz made me look up, just in time to see a firework explode into a beautiful spray of red and orange sparks. I watched with quiet fascination as the town sent up more fireworks of all different colors, lighting up the night sky with all the colors of the rainbow.
"How... how'd you know the humans would do this tonight?" I asked, not taking my eyes off the show.
Douma chuckled. "They do this every year on the exact same day. I think it's some sort of festival, I've never actually gone down to see." He took a breath before continuing. "I come here every time, it's kind of like my spot."
"Why haven't you shown anyone else? I'm sure the other moons would love it."
"Well, I wanted you to be the first, and until recently, there was no way you would have come."
I looked down at Douma in surprise. He wanted to share this place with me before everyone else? Does he favor me over them that much?
Suddenly, Douma grabbed my arm and pulled me down to lay next to him. "Now you don't have to wear your neck out by looking up," he explained. It was true, this position was infinitely more comfortable, but I didn't miss the light pink blush forming on his face, or that his legs were slightly touching mine.
The next few minutes went by without incident, with the both of us just watching the colorful fireworks shoot up into the sky. But when the show seemed to be drawing to a close, Douma turned over onto his side and wrapped his arms around my chest, pulling me closer to him. I had become a little spoon, with my back up against his chest and our legs intertwined.
"Douma?" I said his name questioningly.
"Shhhhhh, let's stay like this for a bit." He placed a kiss on the top of my head, leaving me even more flustered than before. My face heated up, and I attempted to cover the blush with my hands.
Douma reached over me and removed my hands from my face. "Don't hide your pretty face behind your hands, Akaza-dono~"
At this point, I had no idea what to do in this situation. I was a flustered mess, being spooned by the demon I had hated just barely a week earlier.
Douma's POV (legit the shortest POV I've ever written T^T)
Akaza-dono is so cute when he's flustered like this! It would be so easy to make the situation worse for him. There are three ways tonight will go.
One, we just do this, two, I kiss him and get punched in the face, three... we won't talk about three. That is no longer an option. Nope, nope, nope. Akaza-dono would hate me for sure.
That emotion was back, the one that Daki called love. It's been with me since I fell into Akaza's room, getting stronger by the second. Now, it's almost too much for me to bear. I've got to get rid of some of it somehow.
Maybe if I...
Akaza's POV
I lay there silently, trying to collect my scattered thoughts. What is Douma planning, if he's planning anything. What is he feeling right now?
I felt Douma shifting behind me, almost like he was sitting up a little bit. He removed one of his arms from under me and used it to support himself as he half-sat up, more like raising his upper body a bit off the blanket. I turned over onto my back to try and make sense of what he was doing back there, which proved to be a fatal mistake on my part when Douma saw his opportunity and leaned forward, connecting our lips together in a kiss.
To put it lightly, I was surprised. VERY surprised. I instinctively returned the action, which encouraged him to deepen the kiss, putting his free hand under my neck. After the initial shock died down, I didn't mind it much. In fact, I liked it. The world tuned out around us as we shared a brief few moments of intimacy. A warm and fuzzy feeling spreading through my entire body.
Is this how Douma feels around me?
When Douma finally broke the kiss, neither of us moved, just staring into each other's eyes.
"Since- since when were you the kind of demon who showed their emotions?" I asked teasingly.
Douma giggled softly, sitting up fully. "This is your fault, you know." He said with a smile.
"How so?"
"You make me feel things, Akaza-dono~" Douma was blushing furiously, his face a shade of bright red.
"What do I make you feel?" I sat up as well, a matching blush covering my face.
"Love."
YOU GUYS I DID IT! I WROTE THE CONFESSION!
I'm so excited to get to work on the rest of this story, you have no idea.
Enjoy the rest of your day/night!
Get some sleep! Sleep is important, however overrated it is!