It was a quiet night, the sky filled with stars as a cool breeze drifted through the open window. Tanjiro had gone on a mission with his friends, leaving you in charge of watching over Nezuko while he was away, protecting the village from lurking demons. Now, you sat comfortably on the floor, watching Nezuko play with excitement. Her tiny hands reached out, grabbing at the strands of your long hair, twisting and braiding them clumsily with childlike curiosity. She seemed fascinated, giggling softly as she continued her playful antics, occasionally tilting her head in amusement.

After a while, her energy began to fade, and her movements slowed. Eventually, she let out a tiny yawn before curling up against you, laying her head on your lap. Her arms wrapped around you as best as they could, trying to cuddle as she nuzzled closer. Even with the bamboo muzzle strapped around her mouth, her smile was evident, her happiness radiating through the soft hums escaping her lips. "Mhmhmh!" she murmured in contentment, her muffled voice barely audible. Her grip on you remained gentle yet firm, as if she didn’t want to let go, sinking into peaceful rest.