Trying to get her mind off the case and last week's events, Shinobu spends time with her friend baking and then her husband when he comes in later. The two go for a walk and discuss things along with meet up with two of Giyuu's interns.

Or

Everyone's day off of work.

A/N: Shinobu unironically calls Giyuu 'dollface' as a pet name, sorry not sorry.

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It's a beautiful day outside, it's sunny, not even a single cloud in the sky, which is why they're inside instead of outside. But to put it into more perspective, they're inside of Shinobu and Giyuu's house, where currently Shinobu and Mitsuri are in the kitchen, making icing for the cake they just made. Giyuu has left to go hang out with his friends, Sabito and Makomo, or at least go eat out with them for lunch. With enough convincing, she managed to convince their leader that a vacation day for all was in order(Maybe she told him about how much stress this was putting on her husband but that wasn't important-) and thankfully he listened.

So now here she was on her day off with Mitsuri as her fiance- Obanai- and soon to be husband had been dragged away by Uzui to look at suits, she's surprised that Tengen didn't end dragging her husband along with them since he had insisted on helping Giyuu find his suit as well- who ended up getting Makomo, Sabito and his Sensei to help him instead but Uzui doesn't know that- but thankfully he managed to avoid it by hanging out with Sabito and Makomo. She wished he ended up going with Tengen though because she really wanted to see what suits he had in store because he always ended up finding the most atrocious ones possible, she'd know, she had him when she was choosing her wedding dress and he somehow managed to found the worst ones ever.

She snorted at the memory, smiling as she remembered the dress that he found that was decorated with flames. Maybe I'll wear to Rengoku-san's wedding if he ever gets married, she told him, but lord knows what that man will get married and if he ever will. If he does Mitsuri better be his best woman even if that isn't a thing that exists, she deserves it. 

"Aren't we going to taste it before we put it on the cake," Mitsuri rips her out of her current thoughts, and she nods, looking toward the bowl of icing in front of them. It was a white, sort of yellowish color, it was supposed to be more white but hey, not everything can come out perfect.

"Duh," Shinobu rolls her eyes and sticks a finger into the concoction and brings it up to her lip and gives it a lick, her expression immediately goes sour. "That doesn't look good..." The pink and green-haired woman mutters, bitting on her fingernail.

"I... I think we just invented a new kind of poison..." Shinobu speaks up, "I..." Mitsuri stays deathly silent until she eventually speaks up. "I hope it tastes like strawberries?..." Her friend let out a nervous chuckle, trying to ease some of the tension. It does quite the opposite as she goes and spits out the remaining icing in the sink, wiping her tongue with a paper towel for extra precaution.

"Note to self: do not hire friends to make a wedding cake, just get a professional instead,"

"Hey! I'm a decent chef," Mitsuri shook her head and moved to go pull out the powdered sugar. "Tomioka-san is better than you, why do you think we ask him to bring food and you to decorate?"

Almost in comedic fashion, Shinobu dramatically gripped at the fabric above her heart, splaying her hand over her head as she leaned back in a dramatic fashion. "And I thought you were my friend!"

"I am, but it's the truth," And for extra measure, Mitsuri tacts on: "besides, Kyojuro-san is the best cook out of all of us."

"Now that I can't argue with,"

"What do you say we just look up a recipe instead of trying to make our own because this is not, working,"

"Yeah," She nods along and they get started on making some more icing.

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It turns out making homemade icing is easier said than done. It also turns out waiting for a dish to dry takes a long time time. So now here they were, waiting for the bowl that attached to dry which was taking far too long than it should, it was a bowl for god sake. Yet here they were, chattering amongst themselves as they waited for it to dry.

As they waited, Giyuu had arrived, wishing goodbye to his friends who insisted on staying but he refused to let them stay, she giggled, bidding them to stay but by the time she had they had already left. As he approaches them, Mitsuri doesn't look up her phone and she contemplates ignoring him to see what he'll do. Surprisingly, he doesn't do much but jump up and slide on top of the countertop with ease, crossing his legs over each other as he stares down at the two.

"Tomioka-saaann, are you really sitting on top of the kitchen countertop?" Mitsuri whined, looking up from her phone. "Yep," He answers clicking his tongue. "He does that a lot Mitsuri-san, get used to it,"

"It's just... Feels different. I also get a view of the whole kitchen to so that's a plus,"

"And it just where the snacks belong, so it's kinda mandatory he sits there,"

"Shinobu!" Almost instantly, his face flushes. "Ooooo, spicy," Mitsuri whispered, almost scandalized. "Don't say that around the guests!" Giyuu leans forward, looking down at her, and whisper yelled that. "My house my rules," She added with a pout.

"Our house, my rules are included! I found the damn thing!" He whisper-argued back, "My rule is that you cannot say things like that around the guests," he tacted on for extra measure.

"Even Uzui-san?"

"Especially him!"

"You guys do know I can hear you?" Mitsuri pipes up, and her husband almost instantly flushes, and she smirks standing up on her tippy toes and grabbing his shirt to pull him down into a kiss.

"We can~" Michevious paints the woman's lips as she smirks and Mitsuri gasps, scandalized.   "So very spicy!"

"D-Don't you have icing you need to make?" He stutters, leaning back and away from her, holding up his hand slightly. "He's right Shinobu-san," Mitsuri pipes up from where's she's standing, grabbing the mixer bowl and placing it onto the counter. She leans against it, propping up her head with her hand. "We really should get to that,"

Shinobu nods and turns away from her husband still smiling. "Right, right, let' s get to that,"

And so they do, it turns out better than the last time. They end up making the icing vanilla buttercream which tastes excellent. But that doesn't mean there isn't any need for a little foolery, however.

"You need to stop putting that icing on my nose,"

Shinobu sly smirked at her husband. "Or what?"

"We won't have any for the cake," He deadpanned at her, closing his eyes and furrowing his brows as she slathered some icing on his nose. Again. "Uh-ohhhhhh, I did it again~"

"Ugh," He said while crossing his arms, glaring down at her. "This better not taste like how your other batch of icing tasted,"

"You tasted that?" She asked with a slightly incredulous look, raising a brow.

"Yes, it tasted like shit," Giyuu said, "I wouldn't give it to my worse enemy." he dutifully tacted on.

"Fine then let's do a taste test,"

"As soon as I wipe this icing off my nose," He reaches for a nearby napkin and she stops him by grabbing his wrist and pushing it aside. "Here I got this,"

"Sure, what're yo-" She grabs his shirt and pulls him down, kissing his nose and then licking it off of his nose.  She looks up at him with a sly expression and expects an embarrassed expression, but is instead given a wry one instead. Recoils away from her, grabbing a nearby napkin and wiping off his nose.

"That was so disgusting I can't even,"

"It was not! That was romantic they do that in literally any show or book," In a slight fit of a panic, she turns towards Mitsuri with a nervous grin. "c'mon Mitsuri, back me up on this, zero hesitation."

"That was so disgusting oh my god,"

"Yeah, it- whAT!? You're supposed to back me up!" She spluttered with a frown. "I can't back something that disgusting up,"

"Oh so a mother bird spitting food into its child's mouth is cute and this is disgusting?!"

"Uh, yeah, cause it's birds, not humans," She retorted with a frown, turning away with an upturned head. "I'm gonna start icing this cake if you don't mind," Shinobu pouted as she watched Mitsuri use a knife to slather icing on the cake as her husband chuckled at the action. She stuck her tongue at him and went to go help Mitsuri with the cake.

Just who did he thinks he was?

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The two of them waved goodbye to Mitsuri as she left with the cake in a container, waving back to them then walked away with a skip in her step. She smiled for a bit, waiting until she was sure Mitsuri was out of earshot until she turned towards her husband, clinging onto his arm as she grinned up at him, mischief sparkling in her eyes.

"What do you say we go to the park dollface?" She asks, smiling up at him, "We need to clean up the dishes, maybe another day," he offhandedly says, gaining a pout from Shinobu.

"C'mooooon dollface, don't be such a stick in the mud I just wanna go for a walk! Let me show you off as I've always wanted to,"

"You're strange Shinobu, did you know that?" Giyuu commented with twisted lips and slightly furrowed brows. "I wonder who I got that from?" She dryly spoke with a mocking grin.

"Certainly not from me because I've never wanted to show you off like an object,"

"Would you rather I barge into the office instead and yell: 'Hellooooo! Look at my husband! Isn't he great? Well, guess what you can't have him because he's mine!' because I can do that if you rather." The wife joshed while lightly swatting at his side. "Ew," He responded, nose crinkling slightly.

"Don't 'ew' me you know I'm joking with you,"

"I'd hope,"

"Yeah, possessiveness really isn't my style, y'know?"

"Yeah, neither is it mine," With that said, they walk out of the door hand and hand, smiling.

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The park, granted, was mostly empty, it was a Wednesday, only a few older people occupying the park along with some teens and children, but it was a small amount at best. They walk along the dirt path, benches occasionally aligning the sides along with some bushes and metal trashcans, the path occasionally breaking out into intertwining paths but they stay on the same one, keeping on going forward. As they walk, the last thing they expect is to run into two of their coworkers. Or at least two out of the four interns Giyuu has, Tanjiro and Zenitsu.

In the blonde's hand, he is cupping a cup of coffee, warmth probably radiating off of it, the same being able to be said for the redhead.

"What are you two doing here?" Giyuu prompts, starring down at his two interns with a quirked brow. "Nothing much," He says, "just decided to take a stroll, it's a really nice day,

"I'm surprised Nezuko or Insouke isn't with you, she usually is," Shinobu pipes up, bounding on the balls of her feet.

"Ah, we just wanted a day to ourselves," Then the teen stops, a sudden heat rising in his cheeks. "n-not that either of us enjoy their company it just a break would be nice."

"What about you?" Tanjiro prompts, slightly nudging the blonde with a smile.

"On a date," Shinobu chirped with a smile, and Giyuu slightly elbowed her. "We're walking," He interjected holding up a finger. "Ah," Tanjiro beamed, "same here, we just left a coffee shop really didn't think it'd end up being cold." Giyuu nodded down at them. "We should probably go get some ourselves, I can only assume it'll get colder as the day goes on."

He craned his head down slightly. "Do you know where it is?"

Tanjiro pointed back with his thumb. "Keep going that way until you leave the park, then it should be around the corner." Giyuu nods, "Thank you," Shinobu tugs at his arm, trying to rush him along whispering that she wants coffee. "We should go," He says,

"But thank you for the directions," Tanjiro beams at him and Zen gives him a shy smile. "Thanks for talking with us," And then the two groups go their separate ways.

As the boys pass by them, thinking they're out of his view, he notices how his intern's hands almost instantly intertwine. He smiles, intertwining his own hand with his wife. This was nice.

"You know, if we ever have a kid we should name her Kyoko," He suddenly spoke up, breaking the comfortable silence between the two. This results in a sudden flush crossing her face, stuttering out her next sentence. "E-excuse me?! Where is this coming from?"

Tomioka tilts his head backward, signaling towards Zenitsu and Tanjiro who were walking away from them, oblivious of the exchange between the two.  "Them, maybe if we have a boy we can name them Taiyo,"

"Why not Shin?"

"I'm not naming my child after a body part,"

"What about-"

"Nope, you've lost talking privileges, not naming them after a character from a show you like either,"

"No one will know-" He cut her off. "Everyone will know!"

"Sure," He dryly said, "Whatever helps you sleep at night, you and your imaginary child Shin," a mocking grin curled onto his lips until it was suddenly wiped off when he was suddenly elbowed in his side and let out a yelp. "Yeah because Tenko and Kyoko are better names,"

"Better then Shin," He got elbowed in his side again.

"Would you stop that!"

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"As much as I love getting affection, I love your silence tenfolds more so please shut up," They're currently in their bedroom, laying side by side as Giyuu breaks the silence with his voice."And you just ruined the moment,"

"The moment was ruined when you tried to tickle me- hey what are you doing, stop smiling at me like that."

"You liked it," Shinobu retorts with a grin.

"Shinobu I will leave this room and go sleep in the guest room so help me I will-" She interrupts him. "You won't,"

"I will," He responds, "You won't leave me, or else you'll be cold, you need me." then, true to his word he slides out from under the sheets and gets up, walking away from her.

"Wait, what're you doing?"

"I'm leaving you,"

Shinobu lets out a gasp far too dramatic for her own good and pouts at him."Don't you dare, come back here," She grabs a nearby pillow and throws it at him, it hit the back of his head and he looks at her over his shoulder. "Well, now I definitely am leaving now,"

"Noooooo," Shinobu whines, reaching out towards him and waving her hand. He turns around and stares at her, cracking a wry smile on his face as he shakes his head. "Give me one good reason I shouldn't?"

So, to prove her point, she slides out of bed, swiftly walking towards him, and wraps her arms around his head, wrapping her legs around his waist and clings to him as if her life depends on it. He lets out a mutter, swatting at her slightly but not doing much. "Koko, get off of me," He muttered, tilting his head back but not making an effort to push her off of him. "Mmmm, no, not until you come back to bed with me,"

"This is not a reason," He blatantly stated. "It is, you need me or else you'll be cold,"

Her husband just shrugs and hugs her back as he walked towards the bed, "You can get off me now," he says, nudging her slightly. "Shoo, get off," She mockingly scoffed at him and crawled onto the bed. "I'm not a pest,"

"Then stop acting like one you damn mosquito," He retorted while slipping her the sheets, holding it up for her to do the same, where she ends up settling on top of his chest, him dripping the sheets over him and then sliding back down, letting his already messy hair pool around him.

"Shut up," She mutters while nuzzling into the crook of her head, and he lets out a small laugh letting his eyes droop closed as he feels himself falling asleep.

Everything is peacefully silent, that is until he lets out a small gasp as he felt something nip at his neck, the heat almost instantly rising on his cheeks as his wife pulled away with a laugh. "Must you?!" He squeaked, sounding scandalized. She loudly laughs at him, propping her head up with her palm. "I must,"

"And you say I'm the weird one while you're the one biting me."

She sticks her tongue out at him with a small smile. "You married me, your fault,"

"If you keep acting like a literal animal I might consider retracting that,"

"You wouldn't!"

"I wouldn't,"

"Yeah, that's what I thought," She says while poking his cheeks, laying her head on his naked chest. "For someone who complains of always being cold you sure do like sleeping shirtless," She comments, puffing out her cheeks as the skin slowly starts to warm under her. He shrugs, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her closer. "I have you to warm me up," He nuzzles into her neck, "my own personal human furnace,"

"Is that all I am to you? A heater," With a roll of his eyes he lets his eyes fluttered closed, a lazy smile slipping onto his face. "Mmm, I love you,"

"Don't avoid the question," She said while poking his cheeks. "Good night Koko,"

"Stop avoiding the question!" She flicks him but it's far too late, he's already asleep. With a sigh she leans in closer, pressing a kiss to his cheek and settling down.

"Good night dollface," She found herself being lulled to sleep to the sound of his heartbeat.

A/N: Don't get used to these fluffy segments btw.