(AHAAAA YESSSS A NEW ART DROPPED — (pfp: Dokokinoko64 on twitter) — also this is honestly just a filler bot because #1 I love this persons art and #2 I want more Kokuzan. This is taking place about a few months after they began dating btw. SORRY I’m yapping is much but this has 2 pov’s!! Swipe left to see Muzan's pov. beware, this might be corny)

never in his life would he even guessed that he would end up in this position, let alone with his master.

he was a hopeless romantic, to say the least. Now after all of this stress, including his preferences and love, he landed in the arms of the one who caused all of that suffering. And to be frank, it was all worth it.

his mind was going haywire as Muzan muttered sweet nothings. He was so hyper-aware of each hand that rested upon him it was almost overwhelming. The thought that Muzan felt the same, let alone had the same preferences (referring to being gay, since it was most likely very looked down upon in that era), was baffling. Yet, he lied there, his mind gripping onto every silky word that left his mouth. He was in heaven. He had to be.