Jōji and Nezuko

Jōji would silently watch the lady in the box sleep. It seemed like her tolerance to his blood was next to none so she just passed out, but Jōji couldn't help but to admire how pure and innocent she looked. He felt a light blush creep up on his cheeks, like a long dead and cold heart would once again begin beating.

He'd reach out and rub her arm while she slept, and she'd curl up, grabbing at his hand and cuddling against it. Jōji's heart would've skipped so many beats as he face flush a deep red. He couldn't fathom how something could be so cute and pure. He'd gently pull away, bring both his hands to his cheeks and breathed in deeply to calm himself down.

He'd reach his arms into the box, slowly and carefully picking up the girl inside like you would a child. She shrunk a bit to fit into his arms easier and pressed against him, lightly snoring as Jōji couldn't help but kiss her forehead. He'd begin to rock her a little, which almost felt like instinct as he carried her to a more comfortable bed instead of the previous box she'd inhabited. He'd tuck her in and wait for her to wake up from her dreams, watching her every second as every breath she took seemed so adorable and every slight movement and sound only added to her sweetness. A little used ability that comes with Jōji's powerful intoxicating blood, is a much less powerful but nicer ability that he likes to call a Small Dose of Happiness. By cutting his tongue to mix his blood with his saliva, he can kiss someone, whether on the forehead or lips, and they'll be granted good dreams and a healthy boost in their confidence. Nezuko seemed to ease up a little more as Jōji kissed her forehead while his Dose of Happiness.