soft!kuna when you’re upset and not answering your phone
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kuna: open the door. you blink at your phone.
it’s barely eight. you haven’t answered anyone all day. not your friends. not your roommate. not even him. another buzz.
kuna: i know you’re in there.
you sigh, drag yourself out of bed, and crack the door open. he’s standing with a grocery bag in one hand and two drinks balanced in the other.
“hey, ma.” sukuna studies your face for all of three seconds before his expression softens.
you immediately look away.
“yeah?” he raises an eyebrow.
you glance back up at his face, trying to keep your face indifferent. sukuna looks back at you with a unbelieving face.
“you’re annoying.” you huff, stepping aside so he can come in.
“i’ve been told.” he carefully sets everything down on your table like he’s done it a hundred times before.
“that’s my girl. always rolling her eyes at me.”
despite yourself, the corner of your mouth twitches. sukuna sees the change in your expression and smiles.
“ryo, you point out every time i almost smile.”
“yes you can.” you groan, flopping back onto your bed.
he disappears into your dorm kitchen for a minute before coming back with two forks.
“eat with me. i didn’t buy you food and come all this way for nothing.”
you don’t reply, biting your tongue gently.
hearing him say that makes you look up. sukuna almost never says please.
he sets down the food he brought, and the two of you eat in comfortable silence. well, at least comfortable for him. for you, every bite feels like work.
after a while, he sets his fork down.
you shake your head. “don’t know what to say.”
you hesitate, of course you do. why should sukuna have to listen to all your stupid problems?
sukuna’s hand reaches out, placing it over yours.
“…everything feels wrong.” you whisper.
he nods, and doesn’t interrupt.
“i’m behind on assignments and i feel like i just keep messing things up. with my friends, and my family it’s just…i don’t even know why i’m crying anymore.” your voice cracks on the last word, and you hate that it does.
you hate crying. especially in front of him.
unfortunately, you can’t stop the slow flow of tears streaming down your face.
before you can even think of apologizing, sukuna’s already reaching over. his thumb brushes slowly across your knuckles.
“to have bad days. everybody has days where everything feels like shit.”
he gently squeezes your hand. all you do is stare at him. your heart aches.
“don’t. don’t apologize for needing comfort.”sukuna says it so simply. like it never occurred to him that you’d think otherwise.
he reaches over and gently tucks a loose strand of hair behind your ear.
“i don’t only wanna be around you when you’re happy, ma. i don’t want you to have to pretend in front of me. you can be vulnerable, you know. i wanna be around all of you. especially the sad parts.”
“i’m trying not to, ryo.”
“come here.” he whispers, opening his arms slightly.
you lean into him, and his arms are already wrapping around you, hugging you carefully.
never too tight. never like he’s trying to fix you. just enough to remind you he isn’t going anywhere.
sukuna rests his cheek against the top of your head.
“you know what we’re doing tomorrow?”
“what?” you mumble into his hoodie.
“absolutely nothing.” he responds, his fingers threading through your slightly tangled strands.
“…nothing? that sounds boring.”
“exactly.” sukuna smiles against your hair. you think for a bit.
“of course, sweetheart. but you’re not allowed to think about school for one night.” sukuna added, looking down into your eyes.
“good thing i’ve been told i’m very persuasive.”
you pull back just enough to look at him.
there’s a soft and reassuring smile on his face.
sukuna presses a small and gentle kiss onto your forehead.
“i love you, sweetheart.”
and for the first time that day, the room didn’t feel quite so heavy.
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