𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐠 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐝 || 𝐭. 𝐦𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐨
》 contains: description of demon slaying, post-swordsmith village arc, minor spoilers for hashira training arc
》 genre: comfort, fluff
》 wc: ±1k
》 muichiro tokito x gn!demon slayer!reader
》 a/n: hello! please enjoy this muichiro work as season 4 comes to an end. i honestly cannot wait for the next season i am literally on the edge of my seat! thank you for 1.2k and thank you everyone for your love and support and pls keep safe, healthy, and obssessing on mui! ♡
》 synopsis: the mist finally cleared and all his questions were answered. he knew that the best is yet to come, especially with you.
you huffed and panted as you quickly made your way around the headquarters, having just returned from your own mission in the east. your footsteps were light and quick, as you were clearly in a hurry. the sword hung on your waist jingled with a light clanging sound along with your movements and bounce.
upon arriving at the butterfly estate, aoi was already at the front, expecting your arrival. she gave you a light smile and approached you, her blue eyes studying you and your body to check for injuries.
"aoi! oh thank heavens you're here, whe-" she cut you off before you can even continue any further.
"you have a cut here, on your left thigh. you're clearly bleeding, y/n! your uniform is even soaked from the blood." she scolded you and frowned, turning away and crossing her arms.
you chuckled and pat her head, making her turn to you again. "aoi, it's not fatal. it's merely a scratch from the demon i fought. there's not even poison or demon art in it!" you reasoned to calm her down. she stared at you for a few more seconds before sighing and continued hanging linens.
"he's in the infirmary, in the second room. he just finished his lunch, he's probably asleep." she said and gave you a wide smile, winking at you knowingly.
wasting no more than a second, you quickly and swiftly made your way through the halls of the butterfly estate. it was fairly empty at this time, unlike during the natagumo mountain mission wherein there were a lot of slayers who had received treatment.
you passed by the first door and heard the quiet slither of a serpent. you smiled to yourself and assumed that it was kanroji who was in the room, accompanied by iguro. you decided to check on her later to save yourself from the irritation of the male hashira.
stopping at the closed door, you took a deep breath and steeled yourself. you have heard from shinobu that muichiro has regained his memories and is lively as ever. though he did receive a handful of injuries from the upper moon alongside poisoning, he was nearing full recovery.
three knocks resounded throughout the room, and muichiro's eyes flew to the door. his eyes sparkled as he had a gut feeling who was behind the door. he sat up straight and brushed his hair away from his face.
"come in." he said which made your eyes widen and made your jaw fall from surprise. even his voice had changed, it was lighter and sounded more carefree now. you slid the door open and your eyes fell to his figure.
he was sitting upright with his back pressed against the headboard. his upper body was bare since a few bandages were wrapped around his torso and chest. you can see faint marks of needles on his face and neck, but it was not alarming and instead, were slowly fading with time.
half of his hair was tied back and the other half cascaded down his back. his hands were more calloused than the last time you saw him and... and...
his eyes were bright and shining, no longer dull and void. rather, it was full of glee and hope, of love and joy, of relief and peace.
his right hand reached out to you and your feet began to walk towards him, taking his hand and giving it a light squeeze before you sat by his side.
the last thing you would've expected to see on him is a genuine smile, but there it was. a sweet, warm, and beautiful smile plastered on his lips as his eyes crinkled to reflect the true happiness he felt at that moment.
tears welled at your eyes as you fought them back. muichiro noticed and sat up even straighter, leaning forward to pull you in a hug. a tight and reassuring one, full of tenderness and explosive emotions.
"mui... you're back, you're safe and... and you defeated an upper moon by yourself, and.. and you're back, you're you again, mui." you whispered softly to him which made him chuckle. his hands comfortingly ran up and down your back as you felt him smile against your shoulder.
he pulled back to ruffle your hair, making a mess out of it. "you're such a massive cry baby." he playfully mocked you and laughed heartily, the sound was like music to your ears. you scoffed and poked his chest playfully.
"now i don't know which one's harder to deal with. the sullen you or the teasing you." you huffed and turned away from him.
his hand found its way to yours and he interlocked your fingers. your eyes kept gazing into his teal, bright ones. you cannot get enough of how majestic and breathtaking he looks all the time. he's especially gorgeous now that the mist has cleared.
"y/n, the fog has lifted now. everything's crystal clear, i'm not living in a blur anymore, i'm not chasing my memories. i can now see things the way they are. and you're here, with me. and with you, i know where i'm meant to go." he spoke, his voice laced with sincerity and overflowing with dedication. your smile only widened as tears came to your eyes even more, those words meant the world to you.
"i'm always here, mui. always, for you. 'm not going anywhere. we'll always be together, and everything's much more different now, but somehow, still the same." you replied before planting a kiss on his forehead, hearing him sigh in contentment.
a few moments passed when he sat up and his gaze flew to your body. he huffed and poked your sides, squinting at you and raising a brow.
"you should get your wound treated, your blood is staining the floor."
the moon was high in the sky and you smiled in relief and happiness as you heard the sounds of his soft breathing quietly bounce off the walls of the room. you held onto his hand, a promise to never let go.
/ / /
the trees behind your villa swayed with the wind, making you snap your head towards your back garden. you cleared your throat to gain the attention of the slayers who were engrossed in your durability training.
"let's take a break for an hour, i've prepared some food and refreshments at the kitchen, please help yourselves!" they all collectively let out a sigh of relief and gratitude.
the slayers have just finished muichiro's training and by the drained and almost dead-like state they were in as they arrived at your estate, you had a slight idea of how strict and uptight muichiro was with their training.
you made your way to your back garden and saw muichiro sitting on the swing, enjoying the afternoon breeze. his head turned to look at you and the sun illuminated his face, making him look more dignified and warm in this angle.
you sauntered over to him and sat next to him, staring at your reflection at the pond. like a reflex, his hand found yours and he interlocked your fingers together.
you gave him a slight nudge on his side. "you only came here for tanjiro, didn't you? he finished my training days ago, he must be with gyomei-san now." you feigned upset and disappointment, making a smile appear on his face.
"i know that, tanjiro is an amazing boy. i came here specifically for you, of course. i'm just really fond of tanjiro, but you're my favorite." he remarked and pinched your cheeks, making you laugh.
you sat in comfortable silence for a few more seconds before he stood up and tugged on your hand. "hey, should we get away for a while? let's go to the east town and try out the food there." he said and pulled you even harder, making you stand up.
you chuckled and swayed your hands. "can't, mui. our training resumes in an hour." you replied which made him huff. he let go of your hand and walked past you into your estate, muttering something along the lines of "stupid training."
as he set foot in your kitchen, the slayers felt the blood drain from their face. are they in a nightmare? they just finished tokito's training. why is he here? what does he want? some of them almost dropped your porcelain bowls and plates from shock and fright.
you caught up to him and stared in surprise as he spoke in his sullen, dry voice.
"hey you incompetent weaklings, train on your own for the night. work until you bleed and your knees give out. if y/n is disappointed by your performance tomorrow, i'll send you back to my estate."
he turned away and you weren't even able to get a word in when you felt yourself being pulled away from your villa. you can only shake your head as you see him return to his usual demeanor. this guy surely has his favorites.
hand in hand, you both went to different shops and restaurants. enjoying the rest of the day with glee and love, basking in the relief and hope that the future brings.
in the light of the moon, his beauty mesmerizes you and captures the entirety of your being. his laughter makes your heart skip a beat, and the light in his eyes shines brighter than any street lamp. his hand feels warm and safe as it tightly held yours, and his carefree attitude makes you feel at home.
under the warm glow of the moon, you look perfect clad in your uniform, your glamour and presence enough to draw the attention of passersby. muichiro did not like it, the feeling that others could possibly look at you the way he does. but all his worries wash away when he feels your arms around him, when your intoxicating scent invade his nostrils. he know's he's at peace when he sees your smile. he knows tomorrow will be as bright with you in his life.
the fog has lifted, no more haze, just clarity.
all at once, everything looks different. now that he sees you.
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