FOR THE FIRST TIME IN DOUMA'S LIFE, he frowned genuinely at the pink haired demon as he sighed, trying to keep his composure, fanning himself with his golden fans darkly. The white haired girl's eyes twitched. "Give her back! I'm not done snuggling her!" she shrieked at the pink-haired man. "Nope. She's with me now," he simply said as she sent him a glare with an irk mark on her forehead.

"Pwinky!" Y/n cheered happily as she wrapped her arms around Akaza's neck as she snuggled into his shoulders. The demon turned around at the scowling demons as he gave the sticker box back to its owner. "What's your nwame, Pinky?" Y/n asked curiously as she pulled away from the demon. "Akaza," he simply answered.

"Pinky suits you more," Y/n mumbled. Akaza just smiled softly at the girl, he slowly slipped his hands under her arms and carried her in the air, squinting his eyes at him. "What are you doing, Pinky?" Y/n asked, blinking questioningly at the demon.

"You look so adorable," Akaza said suddenly. Y/n's eyes brightened and she was about to say something but someone else had snatched her out of his arms. Y/n felt a jolt of fear and shock, before she noticed it was just Douma, she sighed silently in relief. "My dear Y/n!~ Do you want to have a tea party with your lovely blondie?" he asked happily. Y/n gasped. "Yes!" She cheered so happily.

Douma broke into a sweet smile, feeling even warmer than before. He slowly brought the little child closer to his arms as he carried her properly. "Nakime! Could you teleport me back to the temple? If the Master asks, just tell him she's with me," he said happily. Nakime's grip on her biwa tightened anxiously.

"I want to come!" Daki shrieked loudly. "A lady always has to have her best friend at her tea party!" Daki said happily.

"No, no can do Daki-Chan!" Douma exclaimed. "You're not invited," he grinned. "Pweety lady is not gwonna join?" Y/n asked, tilting her head cutely at Douma. "No, no," he smiled softly down at the child. "It's only you and me Y/n~!" Douma exclaimed happily. "You and your lovely Blondie," he nuzzled his nose towards Y/n's. Y/n giggled brightly. "Okay Douma!" Y/n exclaimed. Daki gritted her teeth angrily as irk marks appeared on her face.

"Here is her pacifier and snacks," Nakime said as she handed out a lunch box of snacks that were filled with crackers and cookies, as well as some fruits. "Master has given me these to take care of Y/n whenever he's busy in the lab," she explained. "Make sure to give her her pacifier everytime she whines," she warned. "Alright, alright, geez! You sure are a handful, are you?" Douma asked Y/n, who was in his arms. "But not for me!" Douma beamed as he took the items that Nakime gave him swiftly.

Nakime sighed. "If I see a scratch on her, I will make sure you regret it," Nakime warned as Douma just chuckled. "I'll try, Nakime!" he beamed before Nakime played the strings of her biwa, sending him off to his temple.

He was teleported into the sanctuary of his temple, which is where he usually sat all day, seeing the many faces of broken people who were racing out for hope and blessings from him. His seat was decorated fancily by his many followers as he was sitting on it before Y/n was placed on his lap.

He called for his followers to prepare a pot of tea with two cups and various small snacks for the both of them, well, particularly for Y/n, that is. As his followers prepared all the items, they finished up and entered Douma's room where they spotted the small child who was yanking his hair. "So soft," Y/n mumbled as she dug her face inside the disheveled hair of the demon.

Douma patted her head fondly as he felt warmth soared on his cold palms. The followers raised their brows. "Master, what is a child doing here? Do you want us to get rid of her?" they asked curiously.

"Ah, she's one of my follower's children!~" he said happily with a dark smile. "Don't even dare to get rid of her," he looked at the followers darkly, making them shiver in fear. The followers nodded briefly as a response, before they made their way to prepare the wooden tables.

Douma focused all his attention on Y/n, nobody else. One of his followers noticed a sticker on Douma's cheeks. "What's that, Master?" she asked. "Well, it's a sticker if you can't tell darling," Douma fanned himself with a fake smile, feeling rather annoyed. "The child placed it on," he added. The woman then nodded, satisfied with his answers. Douma has noted to have her for dinner later on.

After the followers were done preparing, the both of them left the room as Douma placed Y/n on a seat across from him on the table.

Y/n grabbed the lunchbox before she opened it as Douma stared at the snacks in the box curiously. Y/n grabbed a cookie and she raised her small arms in the air towards Douma.

"Say ah!" she exclaimed brightly.

"Ah!" Douma exclaimed with a wide smile as he opened his mouth.

Y/n popped the cookie inside his mouth and patted his cheeks before grabbing one for herself. Douma chewed on the cookie happily. "You're so kind, Y/n-chan!" Douma said dreamily. "Not as kind as Papa!" she exclaimed brightly. Douma wheezed out a choked laughter as he grimaced greatly. "I wish I could say the same but–" he wheezed in laughter.

"He drowns me with so many gifts and attention!" Y/n beamed, before she reached into her pocket and pulled out a small keychain that had a dinosaur plush on it. "It's a dinosaur? Do you know what a dinosaur is, Douma?" Y/n asked as she looked at the dinosaur. "No," he lied.

"A dinosaur is a BWIG! SCAWY! ANIMWAL!" Y/n exclaimed with big eyes for dramatic essence, Douma stared at her with dotted eyes. "And it goes like RAWR!" she yelled at Douma. Douma quickly covered his mouth with his golden fan as he snorted. "Did I scare you?" Y/n asked curiously. Douma swung his fan as it closed gracefully before gently tapping her head with the golden fan. "You're too cute to be scary," he said.

Y/n sighed. "Worth a shwot."

Douma let out a small chuckle as Y/n grabbed a cookie and popped it into her mouth, chewing it slowly as Douma just stared at her with wonder. "What are you doing to me, Y/n?" he asked silently. "You're merely nothing but a human child, and yet you get me feeling some sort of thing inside. Is this what emotions feel like?" he asked silently, but Y/n heard it loud and clear.

"You've never felt any emotions?" she asked silently, batting her eyelashes innocently. Douma hit her head softly with her shut fan again. "That's none of your business darling," he smiled. "What's a busyness?" she asked the bigger man as she grabbed some apple slices and chewed on it slowly.

"You mean business?" he asked, tilting his head with a loving smile. "No, it's busyness," she said as she looked up at Douma. "I thought you were supposed to be smart," she said as she continued eating her apples.

Douma deadpanned before slapping the golden fan, still softly but not as soft as earlier, on top of the head of the girl. The girl blinked, barely feeling the pain due to him doing it too fast. "Where are your manners, young lady?" he asked. "Oh wight, I fworgot to rwespect people who are older than me," she facepalmed to herself. Douma's eyes softened drastically as he smiled softly at the girl, as Y/n was busy trying to eat her apple slices, Douma poured the gentle tea into a a cup and offered it towards the girl.

"Thank you Douma," Y/n smiled happily as she grabbed the cup and gulped it down before placing it on to the table gently and she reached into her pocket, she grabbed her sticker box. "Are you going to give me one?~" Douma cooed happily, feeling his heart thumping faster in happiness. "No," she said. "I'm going to give one to the person who prepared the setting," she beamed.

Douma's eyes twitched. 'My, my, why am I getting this unknown feeling?' he asked as his heart burned anonymously. 'What is going on?' he continued thinking. 'What is this feeling?' he said as he felt unpleasant with the barging of this burning feeling. "What is this feeling you're giving me, child?" he asked with a chilling frown as Y/n blinked at him.

"You're making me feel as if I'm so.. infatuated by you giving someone else a sticker," he said with a rather unsettling voice. "What do you mean?" she asked, a bit scared at Douma's look. "It's as if I'm... Envious of those people," he said in such a dangerously soft voice.

"Envious? What does that mean?" she asked. At this point, Douma's aura had completely shifted into such a darker one. "Ah, this feeling is such a foreign intruder, it's as if I want to keep you all to myself," he swung his fan as he covered half of his face menacingly.

"Douma. you're making me scwared," she said with a frown as she shuddered.

Douma immediately snapped at her, he sighed calmly, shooing away the bad aura and the bad feeling away as he smiled. "Ah! Sorry sorry!" he grimaced slightly. "I got carried away with my emotions," he muttered.

"It's okway, I forgwive you," she said. Y/n took a sticker from her box and peeled it off. 'Ah! I see that I'll have to murder them tonight! How dare they get such stickers? It should've been me~' he fanned himself with a bright smile. "Douma! Douma! Can you help me lead me to them?" she cheered as she grabbed another sticker, since there were 3 followers who prepared the set up.

"Ah! Of course," he said with a forced smile as he carried the girl in his arms gently before he stood up and stepped out of the sanctuary. Eventually, he found his followers having dinner together. The three of them jolted in surprise to see the presence of their master. The three of them bowed in respect. "Ah! Douma-sama!-" before one of them could continue, Y/n slapped his face with a sticker. Douma then carried Y/n to the other follower before putting her in front of him brightly. The man blinked. "Wha-" before another one got slapped in the face with a sticker. The last one, the only woman, got slapped by Y/n as a sticker stuck on her face.

"Ah sorry, my precious Y/n just wants to thank you for preparing the set up," Douma said as he retracted Y/n quickly into his arms, hugging her tightly. "Be grateful," he commanded with a forced smile. The 3 followers shivered. "T-Thank you Child!" one of them exclaimed. "Thank you!" the woman quickly nodded repeatedly as the other man bowed. "Thank you!"

Y/n giggled happily as Douma held her tightly in his arms, before suddenly, Douma disappeared with the little girl, walking away fastly. "Upsies! Upsies!" Y/n demanded at Douma. Douma blinked with dotted eyes before he stopped and stared at her. "Throw me up in the air!" she exclaimed.

Douma's gloomy face then shifted into a rather bright and excited one before he swiftly threw Y/n in the air, before catching her again, Y/n cheered happily. "Wee!" she exclaimed.

Douma let out a rare genuine chuckle before he carried the small girl back to the sanctuary. He sat on his usual seat as he placed the smaller girl across him. He closed his eyes, trying to collect his jealous self. He felt immature and childish for even feeling like this over a small problem, but his eyes snapped open when he felt a soft smack on his other cheek. A sticker with a penguin was stuck on to Douma's cheek, he then felt another smack on his palms.

A sticker was seen, and it looked like a smiley face. "Two stickers for being the bwest blwondie in the world," she cheered happily before Douma felt his heart melted at the happy girl. Tears unknowingly formed in his eyes, before he felt his eyes widened from a small touch of the small girl's hands tapping on his eye, making sure to clear his tears.

"Blwondie, don't cry," Y/n said before she wiped her wet hands on to the fabric of her kimono. Douma broke into a smile as he quickly grabbed the girl and brought her to his embrace. Y/n giggled giddily before hugging him tightly. "Douma! Douma!" she exclaimed brightly. "My lovely blwondie!" she continued making Douma even much more warmer than before.

The both of them stayed like that for hours, as Douma's followers came in to clear the table, Y/n sat on between his legs as Douma's arms were wrapped protectively around her, Little Y/n's eyes grew heavy. She started whining all of the sudden, and Douma tilted his head, not understanding her baby language before he remembered what Nakime had told him.

"Here is her pacifier and snacks," Nakime said as she handed out a lunch box of snacks that were filled with crackers and cookies, as well as some fruits. "Master has given me these to take care of Y/n whenever he's busy in the lab," she explained. "Make sure to give her her pacifier everytime she whines," she warned.

Douma looked to the side to see the pacifier on top of the lunchbox as he grabbed it swiftly with his long arms. "Open your mouth," he said softly as Y/n opened her mouth, as a pacifier entered her mouth, she immediately calmed down as she sucked on it, eventually, she leaned back as her head reached Douma's chest, and her eyes fluttered shut. Douma caressed her h/l hair as he smiled fondly down at the child.

"I won't let anyone hurt you. I promise."

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- what do you think so far? am i doing good?