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[tickly-stuff]

But I’m not tired!

Demon Slayer 🌊⚔️

A/N: sorry if it’s a bit out of character I haven’t seen demon slayer in a minutee😓

I honestly just thought of this while trying to sleep myself so enjoy!!! 🫶🏾🫶🏾

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Summary: Tanjiro can’t sleep. Won’t even close his eyes. Nezuko knows just how to help.

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It was a quiet night in the wisteria house, surprisingly. So quiet you could hear the crickets outside chirping away.

Finally.

There was a cool breeze to the serene night as the moon shined brightly against the clouds. The majestic violet of the hanging flowers glistened in the moon light. Yet there was one problem.

Tanjiro couldn’t sleep.

After the mansion, poor Teroku and Kiyoshi, I guess he had a lot on his mind? But it didn’t feel like just the mansion.

It was strange really. Tanjiro would usually be the first one to sleep with Zenitsu and Inosuke doing everything in their power to wake him up but now, they were the ones asleep and Tanjiro was awake.

“Close your eyes” he whispered to himself but he just couldn’t bring himself to do it. Maybe he was a bit stressed out. The image of Kyogai unable to leave his head. Having broken ribs also isn’t easy you know.

But he just didn’t get it. He was given clothes and a place to stay which Zenitsu had be very rude by calling the elderly woman a monster, He had a very filling meal that Inosuke quite frankly ruined, and he had a decent bed to sleep on! What could it possibly be?-

His train of thought stopped in its tracks by the soft sound of an opening box. Out popped the head of Nezuko, showing her black and orange hair as she crawled out to greet her older brother, relieved that Zenitsu was out cold.

“Nezuko! Are you okay? Did you get any sleep at all?” The demon slayer asked with a wide smile but panic in his voice as he moved closer to her. He wanted to make sure that she was okay but was also overjoyed to see her. It happens often really.

Nezuko just crawled over to him, snuggled up next to him in his bed, and placed his hand on her head.

Tanjiro immediately understood and began rubbing her head as his little sisters eyes slowly began to close as she let out a deep sigh that sounded muffled due to her bamboo muzzle. it was a beautiful sight honestly. Tanjiro’s heart just melted.

In the meantime, the demon slayer contemplated everything under the sun. From if it was his fault his family was massacred to how to get stronger to trying to memorize Orudaki’s training to why it was so difficult for Inosuke to pronounce his name correctly just once.

He tossed and turned in his bed on the floor. He asked himself why he couldn’t just sleep. He felt a bit discouraged as he took a moment to look out the window and enjoy the outside.

After 2 hours Nezukos eyes slowly blinked open. It was about.. 12:53? 2? Whatever, it didn’t matter. What did matter was that Tanjiro was still up.

He hadn’t gotten any shut eye. Not even a blink. Now this made Nezuko worry.

Back on the mountain it was pretty hard for the demon slayer to sleep as well. Helping out everyone, taking care of his siblings and helping his mom wasn’t an easy task but this? This had never happened before.

Nezuko pushed her upper body to sit up and sat on her knees. She crossed her arms and furrowed her eyebrows as she gave Tanjiro a disappointed look that had a hint of worry hidden in it.

Tanjiro sighed and sat up as well. “I know, I know but I’m not tired!” He responded as he looked down at the floor.

Nezuko, in contrast was pretty upset and in an act of anger, gave Tanjiro’s side a jab without any intentions.

“Ah! Nehezuko!” The demon slayer squeaked as he jumped up and tried to keep his giggle down to a whisper while covering his side with his hand. He hadn’t been tickled in a while, so it seemed his tolerance went down, much to his surprise. He was always seen as a walking tickle spot back home, but now he was just a tickle spot overall.

His little sisters eyes lit up and she continued to poke his sides, being careful not to harm him with her nails.

“Nehehezuko that tihihickles!!” Tanjiro whisper-giggled as he tried his hardest to not wiggle enough to hurt Nezuko, but wiggle enough to get away from the tickle attack. He hadn’t realized how ticklish he actually was. His friends never tried to tickle him, which is half the reason he prayed not to wake them up.

Meanwhile Nezuko beamed as she moved from poking to squeezing at his sides. Tanjiro doubled down and began to start laughing a little bit louder. Thankfully, no one had stirred or waken up.

“Stohohohop ihihihihihit!!” Tanjiro screeched as he used on of his hands to hid his face, and the other to bat away his little sisters nimble fingers. The poor demon slayer twisted left and right, as Nezuko followed close behind smiling a sweet smile. She hadn’t heard him laugh like this in a while. His reaction was almost contagious.

“Sohohohomeones gonna wahahake uhuhuHUHP!!-“ Tanjiros laughter when up an octave when Nezuko began to scratch behind his knees. He squealed and hid his head in his pillow and laughed so loud his throat felt raw. He was kicking so much, Nezuko had to straddle his legs as she moved up to his neck and fluttered her fingers lightly.

The scar bearing boy’s laughter began to shrink down back to giggles as he removed the pillow from his face to allow himself to breathe, scrunching up his neck in the process.

“Ohohohokay okay!!! I’ll sleheheheep!” Tanjiro finally managed to blurt out. Nezuko though, didn’t believe him, and went to squeeze his thighs.

“AHAHAHA-! OKAY OKAY IHIHIM TIHIHIRED I PROHOHOMISE!!” He barked out as he threw his head back and hugged his middle, squirming left and right trying to get his sister off of him to stop the restraint she had on his lower body.

To his relief, Nezuko ceased the tickle assault as she put her head on his shoulder. Tanjiro gave himself a few minutes to catch his breath as he tried to rub the phantom tickles away. And after all of that-

He yawned.

The scar bearing boy then rested his head on his pillow, and tucked himself in to go to bed. Nezuko followed and went back to the position she was in before the predicament. Tanjiro’s eyes slowly started to close as he rested his head on his sister.

Suddenly, all of those thoughts he had began to vanish. Although he was left with one more

How did Inosuke and Zenitsu sleep through that?