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I Rb The First Part, Gotta Make It Complete, So *reblog :)

i rb the first part, gotta make it complete, so… *reblog :)

a/n: this was originally the final scene of my rengoku fic unInterested, but at the last minute i cut it since i thought it was already getting out of hand >< its not very long, but it's very sweet imo!! enjoy ^^ (i recommend reading unInterested before this extra scene since it falls at the tail end of that fic, but if for some reason you don't, the reader is female! so, keep that in mind)

w.count: 1.1k (i rly thought it'd be shorter-oops)

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As the boys' all finally settled down for a relatively peaceful meal with small chit-chat going back and forth between the two Rengoku sons and mainly Tanjiro. Zenitsu was busy happily eating the food you had prepared and Inosuke was doing relatively the same- but messier. Afterwards, they had insisted that they clean up since it was you who had brought the food to begin with.

Tanjiro and his group had taken your, no empty, bento tiers and left towards the kitchen, led by Senjuro as the idle chatter grew distant. Rengoku had excused himself for some reason or another telling you to relax for a moment while the rest of them are out. He probably went out to finally address his father that he was at the estate for the moment- not like he'd get anything in return.

You sat in the room by yourself as you took a deep breath.

Today had been exhausting to say the least. You haven't spoken to so many people for such a lengthy duration of time in a long time. After all the time you spent to yourself during your time in the corps, it took a tole on you to forcefully be social like this. But, you had to do your best in order to keep the mood from getting dreary on Senjuro's birthday.

Now that you were faced with peace and quiet, faced with momentary solitude, you let your shoulders sag and repositioned your legs that were folded under you. You even scooched yourself back against a wall to rest further. As you listened to the sounds coming from outside, you felt yourself start nodding off.

Naturally, you knew you shouldn't just fall asleep in someone else's house- much less a hashira's home during someone else's day of celebration. And although you knew that, you could hardly twitch your fingers or concentrate long enough to even try to stay awake.

You remember mentally telling yourself to stay awake- regardless of all your fatigue- before your eyes shut and your head fell back against the wall and your cheek falling to your shoulder.

Rengoku had left his father's quarters with a small sigh before he was shaking any bitter thoughts about the man he used to admire so much from his mind. He had no business dwelling on the past- especially today. Coming back around to the room you and the boys' had claimed for socializing, he cocked his head seeing the group of all four young men stood in the doorway.

Tanjiro's hand was slapped over Inosuke's mouth as he muffled what were probably demands to get his hand off his face, as Zenitsu aggressively shushed him. Senjuro himself looked a bit flustered, cupping his chin and looking back and forth before he smiled at the sight of his elder brother returning.

"What's the matter?" The older asked as he approached the group.

"Well, it's y/n-san," Senjuro started, looking back into the room. Rengoku easily looked past the group as he towered over them and looked into the room. His eyes widened a fraction at seeing you leaning against the wall, sleeping peacefully.

Rengoku smiled softly at your form. All this noise and socializing must have really tired you out.

"Should we leave her?" Senjuro's voice interrupted his thoughts as he looked down at his brother. He shook his head in two short shakes before politely stepping past the group of boys and entering the room.

He came to kneel at your side, seeing you breathe in even breaths and noticed that even in your slumber you maintained the swordsman breathing techniques used to strengthen demon slayers in combat. Mastering a breathing technique was an impressive feat, even in your sleep.

"We shouldn't let a lady sleep in such a noisy room, especially in a position like this," he almost whispered. As a naturally loud individual, it was quite different hearing him so quiet. "She'll wake up uncomfortable if we allow her to continuing sleeping here."

Before anyone could ask him if he was going to wake you up since he says you shouldn't sleep there like that, he was extending his arms towards your body.

One of his came around your shoulders, gently lifting you off the wall and towards himself, curling his hand up and against your head to push it towards his shoulder instead of limping hanging in the opposition direction. The other maneuvered your legs and bent them at the knees so he could hook his arm under them before easily lifting you. Your body naturally fell further against his chest as your head fell under his chin.

You were quiet warm to hold. And the pressure of your weight in his arms made him feel comfort somehow.

He turned around, walking back to the doorway as the boys' all stepped aside to let him pass.

"I'll take her to a vacant room to rest. You boys' please keep Senjuro company until I return." They easily agreed as they all reentered the room that was now vacated of your sleeping presence before Rengoku made his way to the room he used while he was growing up and that he still used now on his visits back home.

His room was a vacant room after all.

Making it inside, he laid you on the floor before he was quickly and quietly unfolding the futon from the closet and placing you on it before pulling the covers over your body to your shoulders. With you comfortable and still very much asleep, Rengoku sat beside you, his knees bent under himself and his fists lightly curled and resting atop his knees.

It was odd, the sense of peace he felt as he watched your sleep. It was like he wanted to be sure you'd be able to rest easy in his home and he hoped that was the case. He wondered if you were comfortable enough in his home to fall asleep like this or if you were just so exhausted from today that you couldn't help it.

He wondered if you were comfortable enough around him to fall asleep like this in front of him again should you need the rest.

At the smallest hint of a crease in your brow, he was reaching over your forehead and placing his naturally warmer than average palm over your skin. His thumb absent mindedly stroking along your hairline.

"Be easy," he whispered, like he was trying to soothe your already unconscious mind and keep you resting. Even when your face relaxed again, he kept his hand on your head. Something about soothing you, soothed himself as well. "Rest as much as you like, I will be here when you awaken."

And there he stayed, by your side until your eyes did eventually slide open again. Greeting you with a smile and a warm palm on your head. Even if you immediately felt embarrassed.

A/n: This Was Originally The Final Scene Of My Rengoku Fic UnInterested, But At The Last Minute I Cut

I Rb The First Part, Gotta Make It Complete, So *reblog :)

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