Random Kny One Shots [Requests Closed] Room for two | {ObaMitsu}

Theme: Fluff

Note: apparently I’ve been lax in writing fluff so ive been demanded to write it to pay back for all the angst

Spoilers! post-muzan’s death

begins in reg.AU and then switches to modern 

Tags: @bluespiderlilac

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They were buried together. Sanemi saw it with his own eyes. He was allowed out of bed for the funeral, though supported by Tengen’s sturdy arm. Apparently, Obanai had been holding onto Mitsuri for dear life—rather, death—and they had been unable to be seperated. The thought made Sanemi’s heart ache for them and he wondered what had happened in the moments before their death. Had Obanai been able to tell her finally? If so, Sanemi was glad of it. At least he’d have some sort of final rest before he drew his last breath. Nevertheless, it hurt him to watch as the coffin was lowered into the ground and the stone engraved with their names was placed upon the freshly packed earth.

The coffin was large and specifically adorned beautifully. The Ubuyashiki’s had left money to the side to buy the gravestones and coffins to be gorgeously made for each and every Demon Slayer who had deceased in the past thousand years. Kiriya and the others had made sure that the same money was used to buy coffins for the Demon Slayers who had died fighting Muzan as well, keeping the tradition.

This particular coffin was built large enough to have room for two as both Obanai and Mitsuri were tucked inside. It looked pecuiliar, two stones over one grave. But it fit. They had always been close to one another, despite their obvious differences and neither wanting to tell the other how they felt. They had been close. And they would be even through death.

Sanemi leaned against Tengen, letting himself relax slightly. 

“Are you tired?” Tengen asked, shifting their position.

“I’m fine. I want to stay here, still,” Sanemi murmured.

“Alright. Tell me if you want to go.”

“I will.”

Words were spoken for the two Hashira and Sanemi watched as bundles of flowers piled up all around the grave, decorating it and making it look as alive and colorful as the two had been. As they were. People started leaving as the sun slowly made its descent down the sky and still Sanemi stood, watching the grave with a melancholy smile. Finally, he stood up, almost tipping over from the sudden movement.

Tengen, startled, quickly held onto him before he fell.

“I’m ready to go,” Sanemi told him.

“M’kay,” Tengen replied, taking his arm and guiding him out and down the path, back home.

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“There won’t be any room!” Obanai whined as he eyed the ferris wheel.

“Oh, don’t be a pussy,” Sanemi groaned, rolling his eyes. “Kanroji’s going to be back from the bathroom any second now, you have to ask her to go with you before the place closes.”

“Why are we even going at night, then?” Obanai protested.

“Because the lights of the city will be turning on and it’ll be more romantic so you can ask her out,” Sanemi explained, crossing his arms. “She’s coming, now. If you don’t ask her now, I’m going to set her up with Tomioka.”

“He doesn’t even—does he like her?” Obanai asked with a sudden panic. 

Sanemi laughed. “No. But he’s like you in some ways. While you’re too scared to ask to be her boyfriend, he’s too scared to turn down someone’s offer to date him. Honestly, you two should be best friends with all your similarities. Now, go ask her out because Tomioka is right there and I’m not afraid to get him.”

Mitsuri walked up to them, giving Obanai no time to snap at Sanemi before he seemingly disappeared, leaving the two alone.

“Eh? Wasn’t Shinazugawa here?” Mitsuri asked, confused as she looked around. 

Obanai blinked. “Oh- Uhm, he went to go on a ride with Tomioka,” he said. That’s what you get. Now Mitsuri will think Sanemi and Giyuu are being all lovey-dovey.

Through his peripheral vision, he saw Sanemi roll his eyes from behind a random tree. He smiled contently to himself, then gathered up as much courage as he could to deliver the question.

“Oh! Okay!” Mitsuri said. “Will we be leaving soon? I think it’s going to close in a bit.”

“Uh… Do you wanna go on the ferris wheel together?” Obanai mumbled, his cheeks burning red already as he awaited rejection.

“Just us?!”

Obanai nodded.

“Eeehhh?! Really?!” Mitsuri squealed.

Obanai’s gaze was set on the ground and he was unsure if this was a good or bad reaction.

“Of course!! I would love to!!” Mitsuri responded, practically vibrating with excitement.

From surprise, Obanai’s head snapped up. “Really?”

“Yeahh!! Oh, we should go now before they close up, hurry!” Mitsuri urged excitedly, taking his hand in her own and running off towards the ferris wheel. She all but dragged him there as they gave their tickets over.

“Are the two of you going in together?” the person handling the tickets asked.

Mitsuri nodded. “Yep!” 

“Right. It might be small but it’s the last round we’re going tonight and there isn’t enough time to wait for the two-person ones to be open, if that’s alright.”

“Yes, it’s fine,” Obanai spoke up, deciding that they would go now or he would die.

“Very well.”

The door was opened and they both clambered inside. There were seats on either side of it but it was, as informed, tightly spaced. For a moment, Obanai had a sense of claustrophobia. Then he remembered Mitsuri was only a foot or less away from him and his panic turned into a flustered one as he remembered that Sanemi was forcing him to ask her out.

The wheel started to move and Mitsuri smiled at Obanai.

“I’m happy to go on this with you. I wanted to go earlier but I thought it wouldn’t be as fun by myself and I forgot,” she explained. 

“Oh. I’m happy to go with you, too,” Obanai said. Then realized that was probably stupid to say since he was the one who asked her in the first place and corrected himself. “I mean, I’m happy you acepted my offer.”

Mitsuri beamed.

They waited a bit as they were slowly moved up. As they started to reach the top, Obanai drew in a breath deciding he would tell her now. At least she couldn’t run away from him in here. 

Mitsuri was gazing out of the window, eyes wide in awe. The sun was setting and, as Sanemi had said, lights were flickering on all over the city. From up here you could see the whole city stretching out before them. The lights from the buildings and cars were scattered about and it looked as if they were stars, a whole sky waiting for him to tell her. 

“It’s sooo pretty,” Mitsuri murmured, her breath fogging up the glass.

Obanai nodded but, in his mind, Mitsuri was far more beautiful than the view. 

They reached the peak of the wheel, sitting above what seemed like everything. A burst of ecstasy of being here with Mitsuri, of being up here, hit Obanai and he let the words flow from him as quickly as he could, before he freaked out. The wheel would round back up again since it went around twice, but the first time was the best and he wanted her to know now.

“Mitsuri?”

“Yes?”

“I… like you. Like… romantically. A lot. And I wanted to know if you would maybe consider… being my girlfriend?” Obanai asked. He was sure his voice was too quiet to be heard, especially through his mask. Yet Mitsuri’s eyes widened at the question and for a moment she said nothing.

They were already making their way back down, half way there. That was fine. At least he’d told her at the top.

Then Mitsuri all but fell onto him in her excitement, forgetting they were in such closed quarters. She squeaked, ended up bonking her head twice as she tried to get up until she managed to sit across from Obanai again, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. 

“I’m sorry,” she hurried to say, averting her eyes.

“It’s fine,” Obanai said, resisting the urge to smile. She was adorable. Oh god. “Ah… So your answer? Also—please don’t feel obligated to say yes or whatever,” he said quickly, remembering what Sanemi had said about Giyuu. “You can say no if you don’t want it.”

“Oh! Oh, no, no,” Mitsuri said, shaking her head.

For a moment, Obanai figured she meant about his question and his heart sank. And then she said, “Uhm, uhm, I would love to be with you! As your girlfriend! I really would! If you would take me as… as yours, then I would definitely date you.”

Obanai’s eyes widened as he struggled to process this. “Really?”

She nodded enthusiastically, face dusted pink as she caught his gaze. “I lov- I mean, I like you too, and I have for a bit… It’s embarrassing, but I’ve admired you for a while now and I didn’t know if you would see me as anything but a friend, so I didn’t ask,” she said.

The ferris wheel was going up again and Obanai took her hands in his own. 

“That’s… how I’ve felt about you,” he admitted. “But I’m happy you feel the same…”

Mitsuri nodded again, her embarrassed smile turning sweet. “Of course I do! You’re so cool, Iguro-San, I don’t know how I wouldn’t like you!”

Obanai’s face turned pink at the praised and he glanced down. “I thought myself unworthy of being with someone as amazing as you, really.”

“Eh? Really?!” Mitsuri exclaimed. “Ah- I’m so flattered right now, I think I’m going to melt the ride…”

Obanai laughed gently, looking back up at her. “I think we both will, then,” he said quietly.

“Iguro-san?”

“Yes?”

“Ehm… Can I kiss you?” she asked nervously.

Obanai took a moment to process this. Then he nodded, tugging his mask off.

Mitsuri smiled nervously before she leaned closer, her eyes fluttering close. Obanai copied her movements and then—

Then he felt the plush of her lips on his own and the slippery feeling of her lip gloss. His hands moved blindly, cupping her face. His heart felt afire, as if it was burning for the endless affection he wished he could communicate to her as they pulled apart.

They seemed to mirror each other with their mouths slightly ajar, eyes wide and cheeks red. Then Mitsuri laughed softly, happily and Obanai followed her example, feeling exhilerated. He glanced to his side and realized they were already almost all the way down. Mitsuri noticed too and pouted for a moment, then smiled again.

“Well, we already saw it once. And it was fine we didn’t get to see it again,” she said, handing him his mask. 

Obanai agreed. “It was better the second time around,” he teased, putting his mask back on. The ferris wheel was stopping slowly, letting off each passenger.

Eventually, it stopped at theirs and Obanai stepped out. He held out a hand for Mitsuri and she took it. They walked away to where Sanemi and Giyuu were talking by, neither letting go of the other’s hand.

Sanemi grinned when they arrived and Mitsuri parted from Obanai to go talk to Giyuu while Sanemi confronted him.

“I saw you two kiss,” Sanemi said, waving his phone to show a picture of the ferris wheel. He zoomed into the part where Obanai and Mitsuri sat and Obanai flushed, realizing that Sanemi had somehow gotten exactly where they had kiss. They had been at the very top, then, and Obanai decided that he had been wrong about being at the top the first time was better. The second time was definitely best.

“Shut up,” Obanai huffed. “And delete that picture.”

Sanemi hummed. “No.”

“Then send it to me.”

“I can do that,” Sanemi said, tapping on his phone to send it. “Anyway, I’m assuming you two are dating now?”

Obanai nodded, a smile curving his lips without him realizing. “Mhm. Also I told you there wasn’t enough room. The one we went in was supposed to be for one person but they ran out.”

Sanemi shrugged. “Looked like there was just enough room for two. Especially with you both just getting all on top of each other and kissing.”

“I- We only kissed once!” Obanai whined, pushing Sanemi lightly.

“Mhm. Well, count on me not being around when you two kiss more. I can’t handle that.” 

“SHUT UP!!!”

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« Word count: 2024 »

HELP THIS TIME THE WORD COUNT WASNT ACTUALLY ON PURPOSE 😭🙏

also y’all can ignore the fact that the first part was technically a lil angsty, I don’t wanna talk about my inability to write only fluff

oh! but i did finish this quite quickly >:3