•The 'Ass' In Assasin • GENMUI

chapter thirty two

A/N: uhh.. Mb broskis if I accidentally wrote 3rd person out of nowhere, I just reread through it but it's also 2am for me when writing this so there could be mistakes yk?

What did yall go as for Halloween?
(If you celebrate it, ofc)

I went as Hua Cheng and Xie Lian with a friend of mine, didn't get recognized, sadly, but we got compliments and extra candy??

I would also put a pic but I'm reframing from putting my face on here for privacy since people ik irl keep finding my books and I hate it sm 😭
(And it would show that not only am I a loser who writes fan fics.. But also a full time cosplayer so yeah)

But yeah, we cooked
Anyway, onto the chap woohoo bros, sorry it took so long, mental state has been horrible and I think mental health is winning the battle rn, so, yeah, not going the best for silly old Ollie

But you guys are here for the genmui fluffy angst, we all know it, not me, so, let's go

Genya POV

Muichiro clung to me as I let him sob, he curled closer and closer into my lap as I gently rubbed his back.. He was choking, choking and coughing on his sobs.. Out of breath.. 

He's always been so friendly, so silly.. He's always been the highlight of getting notifications, seeing some random picture of a cat with cheese on its face or something.. But he's sitting close to me, bawling his eyes out the second I mention Tanjiro.. What happened

“Hey, Muichiro.. Hey hey, it's okay..” I try to comfort.. My heart sinks every time I feel another tear hit my lap, 

I gently try to lift his chin with my index finger to try and get a look at him but he shakes his head and keeps it down, slowing his breathing as he started to calm but keeps hiccuping on his sobs.. 

“Muichiro.. What happened?” I asked him as he just looked at me and shrugged

“I.. He was just.. So nice to me that it made me cry happy tea-” “Cut that bullshit, Muichiro..” I cut him off, giving him a stern but soft expression

“I'm an assassin, not an idiot.. If I was that naive I would end up dead. What happened?” I asked as I tried looking him in the eyes but he kept looking away and zoning out, staring at the floor.. I went to see what he was staring at and it was… A pile of empty portfolios of the assassin's.. Tanjiros, to be exact.. 

I immediately kicked it away with no shame.. Before staring at him again and trying to get his attention

“Hello?” I asked

“Muichiro… ? Mui?” I asked as he finally snapped back to reality  

He looked at me and blinked

“What's going on? What happened?” I asked.. I wasn't trying to be rude.. I was trying to get an answer.. 

I frowned and winced as I saw him zone back out again.. Gosh, is he on something? He keeps zoning out.. He's never like this.. 

I take my hand and place it back under his chin as I look into his eyes.. His dull, dull eyes.. 

“Muichiro..”

“Okay.. Okay.. I'm sorry-” he immediately apologized as he tried taking my hand away from him.. 

What..? Usually he'd lean in and be all fruity.. 

“I just.. I'm not feeling good-” 

“You've been away for a week, Muichiro.. A week.. You've come back and it's like all the silly and all the.. Well, Muichiro.. Is gone, what happened? Are you hurt? Did he hurt you… ?” I asked him as I looked at him.. He didn't.. Seem hurt, or injured.. Even if he was in a suit and I couldn't see his body