ᴄʀᴇᴅɪᴛs ᴛᴏ: slayfics
✦ᴀɢᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ ᴍᴜɪᴄʜɪʀᴏ
You walked into the estate holding a bag of supplies you had gone out to grab.
"That took you longer than expected," Muichio commented on your late arrival.
"I know. A customer was giving the saleswomen a hard time so I had to put him in his place. It slowed me down a bit but look," you said enthusiastically, pulling two bottles out of the bag. "She was so thankful she gave me two free bottles of sake!"
"Oh my that was rather generous of her,'" Muichiro said, eyeing the large bottles of sake.
"I tried to deny them but she wouldn't take no for an answer, and I figured it might be nice for us to unwind after the challenging last few days." You said placing the oversized bottles of sake on the table.
"Hmm..." Muichiro pondered, tilting his head, "I'm not sure if I ever tried sake before."
"Well no better time like today," you said, placing two sake cups on the table and flashing a wide grin at Muichiro.
"I suppose it wouldn't hurt to try," Muichiro decided, opening one of the bottles and pouring you both a cup full of sake.
You held your cup out to him indicating to cheers. Muichiro looked at you curiously but held his glass up and followed your lead in clinking cups.
He took a sip of his sake and his eyes widened, "this is actually tasty." He said, finishing and pouring himself another cup.
"I'm glad you like it," you said smiling again at the Hashira.
You served yourself some food in the kitchen and came back to find Muichiro had finished almost half of the first bottle.
"Umm- Tokito you said this was your first time drinking sake, but is it your first time drinking alcohol at all?" You asked, a little concerned about Muichiro's pacing.
"Hmmm... I might have tried something before but not much I don't think." He said, finishing another cup.
You sat down to eat and pushed a plate over to Muichiro. "Maybe you should eat as well and take it a little slow," you said, placing your hand on the back of your neck. You felt strange giving a Hashira orders but you couldn't help but be worried Muichiro would make himself sick.
"Ok," Muichiro agreed, taking bites of the food you slid over to him but continued to down more cups of sake. At this point, you noticed the Hashira swaying a bit. "Hey, what was your life like before demons?" He asked.
"What do you mean?"
"What was your life like? What did you do? Who did you know?" He clarified.
"Pretty normal I guess, I spent time with friends and family. I didn't always know demons existed so it was peaceful until... well you know-" You cut off not wanting to get any more into the trauma you had endured.
"Friends, did you have a boyfriend or anything like that?" Muichiro asked, finishing another cup of sake.
"Hahaha umm..." You took a drink of your own cup before answering. "No, nothing like that. Sort of the opposite actually."
"The opposite?" He asked, tilting his head again in an adorable manner completely captivated by your story.
"Yeah... I used to get made fun of when I was younger by some of the boys in my village..." You said wincing at the old memory. It was kind of comical actually how you stood in front of demons every day but the thought of the silly boys and their mean words still affected you.
"WHAT!" Muichiro exclaimed, causing you to jump. Muichiro never had that much enthusiasm when he spoke. It was a harsh contrast to his usual low and dreamy voice. "You're being serious, what dense boys," he said, filling up his cup once more. "Oh, I seemed to have finished the first bottle..." Muichiro began to open the next bottle of sake and poured you both another cup.
"You sure you're ok Tokito?" You asked, feeling worried about the Hashira as his demeanor had drastically changed indicating his drunkenness.
"I'm great! I don't think I've felt this good in a long time actually,” he said, stuffing another bite of food in his mouth. "Those boys were very ignorant, they were lucky to even have been in your presence," Muichiro said, his face flushed. You weren't sure if his flushness was from the sake or his words.
"Thanks, Tokito," you said, nervously looking down at your cup and taking a sip.
"No need to be modest about it- You're wildly beautiful." He said his gaze moving from his sake to fix on you.
His fixed gaze sent a shiver down your spine, you weren't sure how to handle so much of the Hashira's attention. Muichiro never spoke so openly about how he viewed you, as much as you loved it you weren’t sure how to respond.
“Umm thank you- so um, what about you?”
“Hm?”
“Ever since you got your memories back you haven’t shared much about what you remembered or how your life was before joining the corps.” You spoke trying to take the attention off of yourself.
Muichiro’s expression quickly changed and his eyes seem to glaze over, “I lived with my parents and twin brother until they all died.” He said plainly with seemingly no emotion in his voice.
You instantly felt foolish for asking the Hashira. How dense were you? The memories had to be awful if they caused Muichiro to lose his memory. He was enjoying his night and you brought that crashing down with one question.
“I’m so sorry Tokito- I shouldn’t have asked…,” you said looking back down at your cup and taking a sip in hopes of banishing your mistake.
Muichiro just shrugged, “No need to apologize, you are rather cute when you’re embarrassed,” he said gaze still fixed on you.
He appeared to be unaffected by the remembrance of his family and quickly found a way to bring the attention back to you.
Your heartbeat increased and you nervously searched your brain for a way to respond. “You’re cute yourself being so tipsy,” you decided to say.
Muichiro attempted to get closer to you but stumbled and fell over catching himself on his hands. You quickly made your way to help him.
“I’m embarrassed,” Muichiro said as you placed your arms out to steady him.
“Don’t be, you deserve to unwind every once in a while you work hard.” You said. Muichiro’s gaze was no longer fixed on you but past you at the door.
“I uh- don’t feel so well-“ he mumbled, and tried to stand with no luck. He stumbled back into place.
“I’ll help you,” you said, wrapping his arm around you and standing him up. Muichiro looked like he wanted to protest but didn’t have the strength. His face was turning pale white and you were sure it was taking all his strength not to be sick all over the floor.
You two crashed into the bathroom and Muichiro swiftly dropped to the toilet successfully holding in his sickness till he made it. You carefully grabbed his hair and held it out of the way for him.
It was hard to tell with him being sick but it appeared Muichiro was crying as well.
“Thank you-“ he said, looking away from you. You grabbed him a fresh towel and he wiped his face before turning around to look at you. When he turned to finally look at you, his cheeks were colored again but his eyes were swollen and glossy with tears.
“You’re so nice, I’d kiss you if I didn’t just throw up.” He said. Normally that would have caused butterflies in your stomach but you found yourself overwhelmed with concern for the Hashira.
You bent over and kissed him on his forehead. Muichiro came crashing down into your arms, head resting on your chest. You instinctively wrapped your arms around him and he began to weep.
“I remember now. I miss them, my mom and dad- my brother-“ he mumbled in between sobs. You hugged him tighter and rested your head on top of his.
“I’m so sorry Tokito,” you said, rocking back and forth slightly trying to soothe him. With these gentle motions, the Hashira’s tears slowly subsided.
“I can help you to bed if you like,” you offered.
“Can’t I stay here,” he asked, closing his eyes and enjoying your rhythmic movements.
“Yes, I’ll hold you as long as you want,” you said and planted another kiss on top of his head. After a few moments, his breathing depended and the weight of his head increased on your chest indicating he had fallen asleep. You leaned back against the wall and allowed your own eyes to become heavy, arms still wrapped around the Hashira.