Sweet Dreams (yandere Enmu x reader)
Warnings: yandere themes, amnesia (kind of), kissing, death (but not specific), slight spoilers for the mugen train arc (but nothing dramatic), alternate ending.
Your feet padded across the wooden floorboards echoing through the eerily quiet house you had woken up in. It was perfectly quaint with a elegant Suzuki kitchen and hardwood floors. You rubbed your hands nervously on the exquisite kimono you found yourself dressed in, the lush expensive fabric soothing your frazzled nerves. When you had first woken up in an unfamiliar bedroom your first thought was to run to the window and see if there was any chance you could squeeze through and escape, but as soon as you had slid it open a vicious icy wind had pushed you back and you could only stare in shock as the harshest snow storm you had ever seen raged outside. You had pushed yourself off the floor and slammed the window shut with all your strength before you decided to investigate the home you found yourself in, praying that this was all a misunderstanding, and that your missing memories would return.
Your head shot up and you stepped back apprehensively as you heard footsteps coming closer to the kitchen and someone opened the sliding door. A slim man about your age with delicate features and green and pink tipped hair stepped into the room humming softly, he looked at you in suprise before a gentle smile spread across his face “oh? What are you doing out of bed my flower?” You stepped back cautiously as he walked towards you and his face tensed in disappointment “don’t be afraid dear! I’m your husband I would never hurt you” he cooed. You kept stepping back as he approached you slowly “H-husband…what the hell are you talking about, I don’t even know you!” The man smiled and tilted his head playfully as his face leaned uncomfortably close to yours “I’m your husband, Enmu. You were attacked by a demon which must have damaged your pretty little head” he smiled as he tapped the top of your head “don’t you remember me at all?” Your eyes narrowed as you examined Enmu’s face trying to find a trace of familiarity, you had to admit there was something about him that seemed familiar…Your eyes centred on the sharp canines that glinted whenever he smiled “you do seem a little familiar” you thought out loud “see I told you so darling!” Enmu exclaimed happily as he stroked your cheek gently.
“Are you enjoying it darling?” Enmu asked, tilting his head slightly as you picked at your food. You gripped your chopsticks tightly as you tried to remember anything from your past that help you figure out if the man in front of you was in fact your husband “Enmu, how did you say we met again?” He laughed fondly “my flower I’ve told you, I fell in love with you at first sight.” You hummed at the lack of specifics in his answer and went back to eating the feast before you. The table was covered in every dish you could imagine and the delicious smell overwhelmed your senses, but every time you took a bite and swallowed your stomach stayed empty, you didn’t seem to get full. Your brow furrowed as you stared at the food before you.
“Flower” you gasped in surprise as a voice huskily whispered next to your ear, your head whipped in the direction of the sound to be met with Enmu’s face unnervingly close to yours. A cry of suprise escaped you before being muffled by his own lips pressing firmly against yours. He kissed you lovingly in an almost desperate way that made your heart throb and butterflies explode in your stomach, your body relaxed in his hold as your lips matched perfectly with his and you held each other.
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The demon stroked your hair softly as your sleeping form laid across his lap, he twirled strands of hair between his fingers as you smiled contentedly in your sleep. Enmu smiled and leant down to press a chaste kiss to your forehead “don’t worry flower we’ll be at your new home soon, for now, sleep tight, and enjoy your dream.” He almost envied the dream version of him that got to feel your soft lips against his, but soon he would make that a reality. For now he would wait and enjoy the ride in the comfortable seats of the Mugen Train, surrounded by the corpses of the demon slayers who had tried to stop him.