Last night was a blur- a post mission celebration with Tanjiro, Inosuke and Zenitsu- and you’d all gotten absolutely hammered.

Now looking around it didn’t seem that drinking was all you’d done- not when you’d woken up with Zenitsu snoring loudly with his head against your stomach and arm over your waist, Tanjiro sleeping deeply his arms having pulled you close to his chest and Inosuke who was spooning you from behind, his face nuzzled into your neck.