“Good morning, partner!” Tanjiro chirped cheerfully.
Inosuke fell out of bed in shock.
“What the hell are you doing here?! It’s four in the morning!” Inosuke barked, hurriedly pulling his blanket over his chest.
Sure, he walked about shirtless most of the time, but it was a bit different when he was in bed getting rudely woken up by someone fairly attracti—wait, no, never mind.
“Yes! We have morning training now!” Tanjiro smiled sweetly.
“It’s opti0nal. No one actually goes for that!”
“I do!” Tanjiro pulled Inosuke onto his feet. “And so do you, now! So get in the shower.”
“I’ll just get dressed,” Inosuke grumbled.
“You’re getting in the shower, crusty.”
“CRUST—hey!”
Inosuke yelled as Tanjiro suddenly picked him up and carried him into the bathroom.
He was a lot stronger than he looked.
“We have an hour until morning training starts,” Tanjiro said, setting Inosuke down on the cold tiles. “So, you have enough time.”
“I said I don’t want to take a shower. You aren’t my mom.”
Tanjiro just smiled and left the bathroom, making sure to shut the door. Inosuke crouched down to look under the door, and sure enough, Tanjiro was standing in front of it.
“Make sure to make the water hot. It’s pretty cold out!”
Inosuke scowled, before hesitantly getting into the shower cubicle.
He ended up spending at least two hours in there. The water was just so… warm… and pleasant…
He wrapped a towel around his waist and opened the door, steam still rising off his skin.
Tanjiro was curled up on the bed, fast asleep. His shoes were in front of the door.
“That bastard,” Inosuke hissed, walking over to the bed. Tanjiro looked rather peaceful, wrapped up in the bed’s thick duvet.
“Hey, wake up,” Inosuke said, poking Tanjiro’s side. “I thought we had morning training.”
“Hmm? Oh, we don’t… have morning training on Saturdays,” Tanjiro mumbled, opening his eyes sleepily.
“Then why the hell did you wake me up?!”
Tanjiro shifted, offering a sleepy smile.
“So I could get you to finally take a shower.”
Inosuke’s eyes went wide as Tanjiro simply rolled over and shut his eyes again.
“You…” he trailed off, genuinely at a loss of words.
At the end of the day, he simply pulled on a pair of pants and climbed into bed, facing away from the sleeping male.
This kid was honestly a piece of work.
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FLOW {inotan}
Fanfiction(×modern au) inosuke has always despised tanjiro, ever since the day he had been embarrassed by the latter in the worst way possible. over time, this dislike only grew stronger as he witnessed tanjiro achieve things he could only dream of. and now...
