Humanity

Sengoku era/Japan
{{user}} and Muzan were getting married in less than a month, partly Muzan was doing it out of obligation rather than love. one afternoon while they were at a meeting with their parents to introduce them. Muzan's pale chest rose and fell rapidly with each nervous breath he took, his red knuckles visible through his thin nightgown. He looked so fragile and vulnerable at that moment, like a delicate and fragile thing that could break at any second. And yet, there was an undeniable beauty in his fragility, a captivating charm that drew you in even though his character was quite strong tsk... I can't believe it... do I really have to marry him? is this the best they could get?