bf!sukuna envies his little brother, yuji...again. | pt 1
once yuji has woken up from his nap, the three of you went out to get ice cream. he planted himself right between you and sukuna, small hand tucked securely in yours which you found endearing, thinking he must have felt safest flanked by two people he trusted.
you thought it’d be even cuter if he held sukuna’s hand, too. but for some reason, the two of them hadn’t really spoken, unless you counted sukuna’s muttered jabs and the faces yuji pulled whenever sukuna wasn’t looking.
must be their version of brotherly love, right?
you and sukuna still haven’t addressed the kiss that you almost shared if not for yuji’s innocent interruption. not that there had been time—yuji had insisted you rub his back while he napped, turned away from you as he clutched his teddy bear (which, by the way, was just under his bed and not really missing as he made it sound to be), with his thumb in his mouth.
you didn’t mind, you liked taking care of yuji like he’s your own little brother. still, your cheeks warmed at the memory and you tried to keep yourself from squealing as your mind replayed that moment over and over until sleep finally dragged you under too.
sukuna walked beside yuji now, closer to the road, hands shoved in his pockets, a permanent scowl carved into his face. he was still mildly irritated from earlier, not even because of yuji anymore, just from the fact that he fumbled his chance to finally kiss you.
“wanna share ice cweam?” yuji beamed up at you with literal sparkles and hearts in his eyes. “we gunna get chocowate ship!”
sukuna took it back. he wanted to sell off his little brother or have him shipped far away. surely choso wouldn’t mind. (he’d be livid.)
“get your own, brat,” sukuna said flatly.
yuji craned his neck to glare up at him, looking too cute for him to be threatening. “go home, s’kuna. i dont wike you here.”
“who says i wanna be with you?”
“boys,” you cut in sternly. “play nice.”
sukuna rolled his eyes again with a scoff, choosing to go back to walking silently. the smaller itadori, on the other hand, turned on the waterworks.
“big bwo is so mwean,” yuji pouted. sukuna cannot believe the dramatics of this kid.
“speak properly. the extra w’s aren’t cute.”
“your tattoos make you ugly.”
“at least i know how to pronounce my r’s.”
“at least my feet don’t smell.”
“sukuna!” you clapped your hands over yuji’s ears, shooting sukuna a warning look.
“he started it!” sukuna pointed at yuji, who now has a victorious smile on his face.
before you could scold them even further, the familiar jingle of an ice cream truck rang out. “there it is. come on, boys, ice cream will cool you down.”
you tugged yuji toward the truck, sukuna trailing behind, muttering curses. while you ordered, the brothers stayed locked in a silent stare off. yuji mirrored sukuna’s signature glare while sukuna made faces and stuck his tongue out at him.
“here you go, yu.” you handed over a perfectly scooped chocolate chip cone with sprinkles.
yuji lit up, thanking you as he grabbed it with both hands. he immediately forgot all about sharing, too busy licking happily. a smear of ice cream landed on his cheek, making you laugh as you wiped it away and ruffled his hair.
sukuna watched the two of you, something warm, heavy, and real blooming in his chest.
“that’s my fwend!” yuji suddenly shouted, pointing toward the park across the street. you and sukuna turned, spotting a hair of black spiky hair by the swings. “gumi!”
“be careful!” you called as yuji bolted off, ice cream still in hand.
“little brat ditched you fast, huh?” sukuna muttered, passing you your own cone before paying.
“it’s fine,” you laughed, cheeks warming when your fingers brushed as you took the cone from him. you took a small lick, your voice softening. “i wanted to share with you anyway.”
sukuna paused, wallet folding shut slowly. he looked at you with a smirk. “yeah? say that again?”
your whole face burned. aside from the occasional invites to watch your favorite show together, you’re too goddamn shy to initiate anything too intimate or affectionate with sukuna. so when you do, sukuna milks the hell out of it.
“you heard me,” you scoffed.
“nah,” he leaned in. “didn’t catch it, doll.”
panicking as his face got closer, you shoved the cone between you. he jerked back just as the ice cream bumped your nose. you didn’t even notice, still using the ice cream to hide your flushed face.
“just get some already.” you nudged the cone slightly forward. “it’s good.”
his larger hand wrapped around yours, guiding it closer. sukuna held your gaze as he leaned in, tongue peeking out as he wrapped his mouth around the swirl, taking a slow, deliberate bite. you forgot how to breathe, forgot how to look away. you felt like you were in a trance, unable to tear your gaze off of his lips as his tongue swept over his bottom lip, cleaning the melt that lingered.
then his thumb brushed the ice cream from your nose and went straight to his mouth.
“yeah,” he hummed. “sweet.”
your knees felt weak. you wanted to pull back, to say something. but your eyes lingered on him, remembering how you almost kissed earlier. and wondering what it would feel if you did it now.
you both whipped around. yuji was on the ground near the swings, megumi crouched beside him. a bigger kid towered over them, laughing right at their faces.
“fuck.” sukuna was already moving, crossing the street fast. you followed, heart pounding.
“what’s going on here?” sukuna demanded, glaring at the kid as you knelt beside yuji, checking him megumi for injuries. yuji’s ice cream lay splattered nearby, the cone crushed like it was stepped on.
“he’s a bully, s’kuna!!!” yuji hiccuped, pointing to the kid. “he’s mean to gumi and pushed me. i don’t wike him!!!”
at the sound of his younger brother’s distress, sukuna loomed over the kid, fury sharp in his eyes. “that true, kid? you got a problem with my brother and his friend?”
the boy’s eyes widened, taking a step back, whole body shaking from fear of sukuna. “n-no, he’s lying! we-we’re all friends, r-right yuji?”
“no!” yuji protested, hands curling into little fists.
sukuna grabbed the kid by the collar and pulled him close.
“sukuna,” you said gently, gripping his arm. “take it easy.”
his jaw tightened. “go near them again and you’re gonna regret it. got that?”
“y-yes, sir.” the kid profusely nodded, tears starting to form in his eyes.
sukuna shoved him away. “get lost.”
when the kid was out of sight, sukuna crouched in front of yuji and megumi. “call me if he bothers you again.”
yuji launched himself at him, chubby arms wrapping around his neck and tugging him down with the might of a three-year-old. “thank you, s’kuna!!! you’re so cool!!!”
sukuna sighed, his big hand patting yuji’s head. “yeah, yeah. time to go. you too, megumi. get back to your old man.”
after megumi left, the three of you started the walk back. yuji trailed a step behind, glancing over his shoulder at the sad splatter of melted ice cream on the pavement. his shoulders drooped, little sniffle caught in his throat.
sukuna noticed, glancing down at him. “what is it this time?”
yuji’s gaze drifted to the cone still in your hand, its edges slowly melting. he glanced at sukuna once, then promptly ignored him and reached for your free hand instead.
“is that chocowate ship?” he asked, voice sweet and hopeful. “share pwease?”
sukuna grumbled, choosing to walk ahead this time.
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