A Drop Of Imagination

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Dividers by @uzmacchiato

Jujutsu Kaisen

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A fix it fic for season 4. 14 chapters, completed.

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Guide this one to where the traveller never tires, the lover never leaves, the hungry never starve.

My 141 series on AO3. So far I've written for Soap and Ghost, 4 others are in the works; a Gaz fic that is currently being written, and I've got Price, Konig, and Alejandro fics all planned out. As usual, I don't post anything until it's written, so if you're seeing it, that means it's complete and I'm just posting chapters.

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In My Nature

When Sukuna needs tutoring in biology, or he'll fail and be cut from the hockey team, there's only one person he can go to. You. You, who hates his guts, and has from the moment you met. He'd tried to hit on you and you'd looked at him like a squashed bug. Ever since, he's been unable to forget you. And now he needs your help.

Can he find a way to get you to stop hating him, and will he find the words for what he feels for you?

This fic is complete! As always, this fic is fully written so I'm just posting chapters until they're all out. New chapter daily at 8pm bst. If you'd like to be tagged for this fic reply to this post.

This fic is a hybrid smau and written fic, about 1k to 1.5k words per chapter. Trying something new, since I like to make the smaus and I like to write. And some moments need to be written, like almost kisses and *tension*. Reader is a plant girly, punk/goth aesthetic, with sukuna as an alt/punk jock, cause I feel like he fits that real well.

This is the first in a jjk frat au series, which you can find here.

I don't own these characters except for Reader, and I do not consent to my works being reposted here or on other sites, and I definitely do not consent to my works being fed to A.I. Keep your grubby little paws off my works or I'll set demons on you, 'kay? ☺️

Dividers by @uzmacchiato

This fic is complete!

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter12

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In My Nature

Chapter 12

You and Sukuna moved in together a month before graduation. Having finally taken the plunge and picked the team closest to his grandfather to sign with, you and Sukuna found a place twenty minutes drive away from his childhood home. Living close by meant you could help out and on the rare occasions you couldn’t travel with Sukuna for away games, you’d have some company as Wasuke had extended an open invitation to stay with him whenever. He’d adopted you as another grandchild the day Sukuna first brought you to meet him at the hospital, and routinely referred to you as his favourite. 

You in turn adored the old man.

You’d been able to sort your research position out and would be commuting to work in the city half an hour away. Your coworkers had been happy to relocate, having ample options for places to live in the city itself and surrounding towns. Plus, with the university not too far away, you could collaborate with professors and students on projects too, which your benefactor was very pleased about. Jobs sorted out, you and Sukuna just had to get the second part finished, moving in together. 

Everyone joined in to help, the girls sad that you would be ending your shared living arrangements earlier than the rest of them, but also endlessly happy that you had found the person you wanted to spend your life with. They were content to see you settled with Sukuna, and you had never been more grateful for them. With Utahime and Nanami in charge, the actual moving part went smoothly. Which was just as well, since you’d had a fear that something would go wrong and it would all end in disaster. Sukuna had tried to convince you otherwise, but the fear didn’t go away until you were all moved in and settled.

You moved in and unpacked on the same day, rather than putting it off. You wanted to be able to wake up properly with Sukuna in the morning. You wanted to laze about, in a way you hadn’t been able to before because you shared your home with other people. Sukuna was looking forward to walking around naked, which while you weren’t going to say no to, you also thought it would present its own problems he had yet to realise. For your part, you just wanted to be able to sleep with your boyfriend without people telling you to keep it down. Your apartment walls were thick and absorbed sound, and Sukuna was looking forward to testing them out.

That first night, after Sukuna had exhausted you by getting the two of you to christen several surfaces by fucking you on them, you were laying in bed, cuddled up in his arms. You were tired, drawing circles on his skin with your fingers lazily while your other hand played with his hair, his arms wrapped around you, his face buried in your neck. He was almost laying on you, though Sukuna was always careful not to put his whole weight on you, in case he squished you. You weren’t nearly as squishy as he seemed to think, but he found it delightful, so who were you to argue?

‘Princess,’ Sukuna said softly, his voice a little muffled since he refused to move from his spot. 

‘Mmm?’

Sukuna pouted, not saying anything.

‘Baby?’

‘Better.’

You giggled. ‘Kuna!’

‘Hmmm.’ 

Sukuna hummed happily as you shook your head. 

He so rarely got like this, laying with you and letting you hold him. You tried to make sure to take care of him when you could, otherwise he would spend all his time on you and think that was fine. He needed to be taken care of once in a while, the same way you did. And you’d do whatever you needed to make sure he got that. 

‘Did you want something, baby?’ You asked him, slowly carding your fingers through his hair. 

‘You know how we say forever?’ He mused, clearly having something on his mind and needing to work through it. 

‘Yeah? If I remember correctly, it was you who said it first,’ you reminded him. ‘You said you were in this forever.’

‘And I meant it.’

You smiled. ‘I know, Kuna. I’ve never doubted you, and never will.’

‘Don’t know how I got so lucky,’ he murmured, pressing a soft kiss to the hollow of your throat. ‘Everyday I’m grateful you gave me a second chance and came and tutored me.’

‘Baby,’ you breathed, barely holding it together. If he kept this up, you’d end up crying. And Sukuna hated your tears, he felt they were the enemy, and never ever wanted to see you cry. ‘It wasn’t about second chances. It was about terrible first impressions.’

‘Well, mine must have been extra terrible then.’ he said. 

‘It wasn’t great, that’s for sure,’ you giggled.

‘But you met me that day anyway.’

‘I did. And it was the single greatest thing I’ve done. Because it led to this moment, right here,’ you told him. 

Sukuna smiled. You were his everything. His heart, his world, his universe. To have you here, in his arms, in the apartment the two of you now shared, knowing you were going to be together forever… that was more than he had ever thought he would get. 

‘Like I said, I got lucky,’ he repeated.

‘Not luck, Kuna,’ you replied, fingers stroking his hair gently. ‘You and me were always supposed to be together.’

‘Hmm,’ he said thoughtfully. ‘I like that. You ever think about like multiple dimensions? Like alternate places, history, timelines? Toji and I were talking about it the other day. And I got to thinking that in every dimension, in every timeline, there’s a me and there’s a you.’

You laughed. ‘You and Toji talk about the weirdest things.’

He nodded. ‘Sometimes you gotta talk about weird things at three in the morning.’

‘True. Tell me about these alternate dimensions and timelines then.’

‘Well, if we’re together, and I mean that as in if these things exist, not the possibility that we don’t.’

‘I know, baby.’

‘Well, if we’re together, and we are together, then in every single possibility, every dimension, and every timeline, and anything else, we are together. Because that’s how it’s meant to be.’

Okay.

That did it. 

Now you were crying. 

‘Kunaaaaa,’ you wailed, startling your boyfriend. 

‘Oh shit,’ he swore, pulling you into his arms and moving so you were sitting on his lap as he leaned against the headboard of your shared bed. ‘I’m sorry!’

‘No, these are happy tears,’ you said, between sobs. 

‘That’s a thing?!’

‘Yes,’ you managed, burying your head in his chest. 

It took a moment before you had calmed down enough to speak. 

‘Sorry, baby,’ you said, leaning up to press a soft kiss to his lips. ‘Didn’t mean to scare you.’

‘You know I hate it when you cry,’ he grumbled, but there was no heat in it. ‘What did I say wrong?’

‘Not wrong, Kuna. They were happy tears.’

‘I don’t get it.’ He screwed up his face in confusion and looked so adorable you had to place a soft kiss to the tip of his nose making him laugh.

‘You said something so beautiful, so full of love, that it made me cry,’ you explained. ‘Because I could feel how much you meant it.’

‘Of course I meant it,’ he said simply. ‘I said forever, that means forever, whatever timeline, whatever dimension.’

‘Yes,’ you breathed. ‘And that’s why I cried, because I feel that way too, and I am so, so, so happy that we get to be together.’

He watched you for a moment.

‘So forever, that means ‘til we’re old and grey, right?’ He checked.

‘Yes, baby. Til we’re old and grey.’

‘So like... ‘til death do we part, then?’ 

You met his eyes. ‘I… if that’s something you want, Kuna, we can talk about it.’

‘Of course it’s something I want,’ he replied, raising an eyebrow at your words. ‘I already call you mine. Being able to do so officially? Fuck yeah.’

You giggled, kissing him softly for a moment. 

‘You want to call me your wife?’ You said, as he took your hand in his. 

‘Yes.’

You smiled at him, and it took his breath away.

‘I don’t have a ring, and I know we just moved in together, and I know I suck at words-’

‘You did okay earlier with the dimensions and timelines.’

‘Alright, occasionally I’m okay at them.’

‘Better.’

You laughed and he smiled, shaking his head at you.

‘I didn’t plan anything, but I don’t think you can or should for these things. I think… I think it should be when it feels right, and it should come from the heart,’ he said, pressing his forehead against yours for a moment, before moving back to meet your eyes. 

‘So, brat, princess, pretty girl... will you marry me?’

You gasped. 

‘Kuna…’

You kissed him, pouring all your love and devotion into it, letting him know everything you felt for him. 

You pulled back, panting, Sukuna doing the same, breathing hard.

‘Yes,’ you told him simply.

He kissed you again.

In every dimension, in every timeline.

There was a Sukuna, and there was a you.

And you were together.

Forever.

Aaand we've come to the end! Feel like it was only yesterday I posted the first chapter, though really its been almost two weeks. I loved writing this, it's one of my favourite things I've ever written, and I'm so glad you all liked it! Your likes, reblogs, and comments really made my day whenever I saw them. The response to this fic has been so amazing and I'm so thankful to you all!

I'm definitely gonna continue the hybrid smau layout, I really liked writing little scenes that you cant get across via fake texts and everyone seems to really vibe with/like that too :)

I cannot wait to do this all again for the other jjk boys, I'm thinking Gojo will be the next one... though Choso keeps creeping in cause I keep seeing frat! Choso and yeah... 🤦‍♀️😂 so it could be either let's be real lol

As always I wont post until I've completed the fic, so when you see the masterlist post that means I'm all done and ready to post!

Thank you for reading!

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In My Nature

Chapter 11

You and Sukuna went back to the frat house together, the championship party they were throwing having been planned well in advance. It didn’t matter if they won or lost, they were gonna throw a party no matter what. You were excited for the party, mainly to celebrate with Sukuna and the other guys, all of whom had quickly become your friends after you and Sukuna had first become more friendly. Choso and Nanami you had already known, through classes and tutoring, but the others had all kind of just added you to their friend group seemingly without thinking. 

Which was actually quite sweet when you thought about it.

You let Sukuna pull you inside, where the party was already going strong thanks to the younger members of the frat, who would take over when you all graduated later this year. Which still felt unreal, that you would be fully qualified adults in just a few short months. You weren’t sure you were ready. But whenever you looked at Sukuna you knew where your life was heading; by his side, forever. And that was all the reassurance you needed that everything would be okay. 

You and Sukuna got drinks, and then he was swept up by his younger frat brothers, all of them wanting to celebrate the win with him. You laughed, watching as he tried not to act all proud and just as excited as they were. He caught your eye, shaking his head and rolling his eyes, but he was smiling and you knew him well enough to know he didn’t really mind beyond being pulled away from you. You were soon pulled into your own conversation with one of Yuki’s team mates from the women’s hockey team, who had their own final last week, and had won too. Their party had already become legendary.

You finished your conversation and turned to find Sukuna, only for him to have disappeared. That was unlike him. He always made sure you knew where to find him. You figured his younger frat brothers had gotten carried away, and started your hunt to find him. It took a minute, the house was packed with people, always your least favourite aspect of these parties, but you eventualy located him in the garden, talking to Geto, and being watched by a group of girls hanging out on the edge of the pool, bikinis on, bodies on display as they sent him flirtatious looks. 

For his part, he wasn’t paying them the slightest bit of attention. He was talking to Geto about something, hands gesturing wildly in the air, the girls likely not even registering to him. He’d never really noticed girls all that much anyway, and the first one he’d taken a true interest in was you. You had captured his attention and refused to let go, and he’d been enamoured with you ever since. You were the only person he wanted, and he wanted you forever. No one else even made it onto his radar. All he ever saw was you. 

You’d had enough of the girls making eyes at your man. Regardless of whether he was paying attention, they were, and it was annoying. You floated through the crowds, making your way over to where Sukuna stood, turning heads as you went, your own head held high. When you reached him, he turned to you immediately, his face softening as he smiled at you, hands reaching out automatically for you. You let him pull you close, before you reached out to grasp his shirt and pull his face down to you so you could kiss him. 

This was no socially appropriate kiss, oh no. This was like your first kiss with him all over again. Full of desire and wanting and you clearly marking him as yours as he marked you as his. You let his hands wander, not caring who saw since you were making a point to girls who knew he was taken but still tried it anyway. So much for sisterhood. You pulled back for a moment, catching your breath, and caught sight of Sukuna’s face. He looked dazed, his pupils blown wide, hair a mess where your hand had run through it, lips swollen from your kisses, your lipstick smeared across his mouth. 

‘Fuck,’ he growled. ‘You trying to kill me, brat?’

You laughed. ‘Shut up and kiss me, Kuna.’

He shook his head, but he kissed you all the same. 

When you pulled back this time, you glanced over your shoulder at the group of girls who’d been eyeing your man. They were studiously looking in the other direction. Good, message sent. 

Sukuna watched as you glared at a group of girls lounging by the pool. He’d noticed that he was being watched earlier, but that was usual at these parties. He’d never been interested in any of the girls at these things, and now he had the love of his life, he was even less interested, if that were somehow possible. He did quite like your clear and unashamed jealousy though, considering he’d been jealous every time a man so much as glanced in your direction from the moment he first saw you. 

‘Feel better?’ He asked you, grinning smugly at you.

You returned it, a proud grin of your own sitting on your face. ‘Oh, much better, baby.’

‘Good,’ he said, kissing you softly. ‘Because I’m yours forever, remember?’

‘Oh I know,’ you told him, pressing kisses to his face and making him chuckle. ‘I’m your forever, too. But some people needed a little reminder. And I didn’t mind stepping up.’

‘Such a sacrifice,’ he said, rolling his eyes as he laughed.

‘I am such a hero,’ you said nobly, and he pulled you closer, spinning you in his arms so your back was to his chest, wrapping his arms around your shoulders and waist. 

He leaned down to whisper in your ear.

‘You know, if you really want to give them a show…’

You laughed. ‘Maybe later.’

‘I’ll hold you to that, pretty girl.’

Your stomach clenched at the unspoken promise in his words. 

You settled into his arms, and he turned back to Geto to finish his conversation. The two of you stayed like that for a long time, neither of you keen on moving. You were more than happy to be in Sukuna’s arms, and he was always better when you were close. You played a game of beer pong against Toji and Choso, smashing them again and making Toji immediately demand a rematch. You won that game too. You danced with the girls, showing off slightly for Sukuna, who watched you with hungry eyes every second you were away from him. 

Towards the end of the night you were in the kitchen, sitting on the counter, chatting with Choso and Utahime. Sukuna had challenged Gojo to an eating contest, which of course he had agreed to. Having no desire to watch them be gross with food, you’d stayed in the kitchen while they disappeared outside. From the noise, you gathered that Sukuna had grown bored and launched food at Gojo instead which had started a food fight between the two. Sukuna stopped off in the kitchen to kiss you briefly before going to change, which was good as there was no way you were letting him near you covered in food like that.

When Sukuna returned, he found you chatting to Choso about the upcoming party for Yuji’s birthday, which was spiderman themed, of course. But Sukuna disliked the way you were being looked at by several guys in the room. He made a beeline for you, Choso spotting him and immediately making himself scarce, not wanting to deal with his cousin when he looked so determined. That look never ended well for anyone but Sukuna. You smiled at him as he approached you, opening your arms to welcome him into your embrace. Sukuna pulled you close, arms wrapping around you as he smothered you in a deep kiss.

You kissed him back, unbothered by who was watching. You’d had your jealous moment earlier, it was only fair that Sukuna had his, too. You let him lift you up onto the counter, parting your legs for him so he could step in close, and wrapping them around him as soon as he did. Sukuna’s hand slid into your hair, pulling the strands hard enough to make you moan as you tilted your head back so he could deepen the kiss, his tongue sliding into your mouth at the same time. Your hand caressed his broad back, your nails scratching lightly and making him moan into your mouth. 

He pulled back to let you both catch your breath, the two of you breathing hard.

You fluttered your lashes at him. ‘Something the matter, baby?’

‘Don’t like the way they’re looking at you,’ he muttered, a dark look on his face.

‘Who?’

‘Everyone.’

‘Oh?’

‘You're mine,’ he growled. ‘And they should all know it.’

He kissed you again, his mouth hot and firm against yours, before moving to your jaw and down your neck, biting and sucking at the skin at the curve of your neck, making you moan for him. 

‘Kuna,’ you breathed, knowing exactly what he needed. 

It was pretty obvious from the way he was grinding against you. The large bulge in his pants hitting just the right places.

‘Mmm?’

‘Why don’t you show them exactly who I belong to?’ You said, as his hands wrapped around your back, his thumbs grazing your breasts ever so slightly, sending a delightful shiver throughout your whole body. 

‘Oh? You having ideas, princess?’ He murmured, his lips pressing below the curve of your ear and moving down again. 

‘Plenty of them,’ you teased, hand coming up to play with his hair, nails scratching lightly against his scalp. Sukuna let out a soft moan, biting your neck suddenly and making you jerk into him in surprise. 

‘Well, much as I’d like to fuck you right here on this counter,’ he began. ‘I don’t want anyone seeing you but me.’

You laughed softly. ‘I’m not saying that, you idiot.’

‘What then, brat?’

‘I want you to take me up to your room and fuck me,’ you told him. ‘I want you to walk me through the house, and have everyone know what we’re planning on doing. So they all know I’m yours, and you're mine.’

Sukuna leaned back, meeting your eyes with his red ones. 

‘Devious little mind you have there,’ he said, smirking at you. ‘I like the way you think, pretty girl.’

You laughed. 

And then he was picking you up as you squealed in surprise and throwing you over his shoulder. 

‘You caveman!’ You cried, pounding his back as you laughed. 

‘You said to take you upstairs,’ he replied, grinning smugly as he walked through the house. ‘I’m just following orders.’ 

‘Pffft,’ you replied, rolling your eyes. 

You looked down and caught sight of his very delcious ass. 

‘Hmm, view’s not bad though,’ you said, grinning happily.

He laughed. ‘It’ll be much better in a minute when I get you naked.’

You laughed. ‘Patience, baby. Unless you want to take me on these stairs?’

‘No,’ he replied. ‘What I have planned will need some privacy.’

‘Oh?’

‘You’ll see in a moment, brat.’

Sukuna’s plans turned out to be just what you’d imagined, and he made sure you were loud enough that you could be heard by anyone who might be having doubts as to who the two of you belonged to. 

Eeee I cant believe there's only one chapter left! I loved writing this chapter, you rarely get to see tension or jealousy in smau's, as it doesn't come across via the medium of texts very well, so being able to write that part really worked for this chapter. I also really like a hybrid smau, the written part adding to the whole thing and making it feel complete. Some things need to be written, rather than shown, you know 🤷‍♀️

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In My Nature

Chapter 10

Sukuna picked you up for your ‘proper’ date Saturday morning. He wouldn’t tell you where you were going, which while slightly annoying, was also cute? That he wanted to do this right, and have it be like a real first date. You knew Sukuna was sweet and caring and gentle with those he loved. You’d experienced it firsthand. And he was proving that even more so now with this date. You did get him to tell you that it wasn’t fancy, and that you could wear casual summer clothes. This meant you got to pick out your favourite summer dress to wear, which was always a plus. 

Sukuna greeted you with a warm smile when you opened the door, a bouquet of gorgeous flowers in his arm. First of all, the thing was huge, and second of all, he’d clearly been to a florist, as it was beautifully put together, tied with ribbon, and presented in a very professional manner. Sukuna leaned forward to kiss you softly, and you let yourself melt into the kiss. When you pulled back, you found he had done the same, long lashes fluttering as he regained his senses. He smiled, your favourite crooked smile, and you had half a mind to kiss him senseless and drag him upstairs. 

No. 

Get ahold of yourself.

Sukuna held the flowers out to you. ‘For you, pretty girl.’

You smiled softly at him. ‘You got me flowers, Kuna? That’s so sweet.’

You held the bouquet to your nose, to distract from how hot your cheeks were. 

‘They’re beautiful,’ you told him. ‘No one’s ever bought me flowers before.’

Sukuna looked shocked. ‘What, never?’

‘Nope,’ you said, shaking your head and leading him into your apartment that you shared with the girls. ‘Let me put these in some water and then we can go.’

‘Okay,’ he said, watching you from the kitchen doorway. 

You put the flowers in a vase and filled it with water, setting them on the kitchen table before picking up your bag and turning back to Sukuna. You took him in properly. He looked unfairly good; dressed in dark jeans and boots, a tight black t-shirt stretched across his torso, silver rings glinting on his fingers and a silver chain around his neck. He noticed your inspection and grinned wickedly at you, reaching out and grabbing you by the waist and pulling you in close. 

‘We can just stay in if you want, princess,’ he teased, his voice low and full of promise. 

You shook your head, stepping out of his orbit. ‘You promised me a date before you take away my ability to walk, remember?’

He chuckled. ‘Oh, I remember, don’t you worry.’

You shook your head at him, letting him take your hand and lead you out to your car. He’d picked it up yesterday so he could get everything ready for today without accidentally spoiling it for you. You never minded letting Sukuna drive, it meant you got to be a passenger princess and choose the music. And you always enjoyed driving with him, his hand resting on your thigh as he drove, occasionally taking your hand and lifting it to his mouth to press kisses to your fingertips or knuckles. Sukuna didn’t flood you with flowery words, nor tell you constantly how he felt. 

He was much better at showing you, and if you looked at his actions? He was obsessed with you. He was always touching you, his hands on your hips, your waist, round your shoulders, holding your hand, playing with your hair, resting on your thigh, your knee, your legs. He opened doors for you, carried anything that was heavier than your bag, bought you things because he was thinking of you, reminded you to eat and drink when you got caught up in research, and took such good care of you, even Utahime had remarked how good he was for you. 

And in return, you loved him endlessly, took care of him too, and slowly but surely reminded him he was worth more than he thought. He was cocky and arrogant at times, but there was a small part of him that seemed to win when it came to academic matters, that told him he was stupid and worthless. Which in your eyes was so ridiculously wrong, you just had to correct it. He was highly intelligent, and had a really good mind for tactics, especially in hockey, and had taught you how to take care of sore muscles, aches, and pains, with relative ease. You were slowly getting him to realise this. Nobody talked badly about your boyfriend, not even him. 

Sukuna drove you to the botanical gardens he’d found when searching for places to take you on your first ‘official date’ with him. He knew you’d love them anyway, but there was also a section that he knew your little demon heart would love; a poisonous and deadly plant and flower section. Even he was a little curious about it. He pulled into the parking lot, watching the excitement grow on your face as you realised where he was taking you. He helped you out of the car, grabbing the picnic basket Nanami had helped him make, full of delicious foods for lunch. 

‘Kuna,’ you cried, full of joy, throwing your arms around him and kissing him thoroughly. ‘This is perfect! I couldn’t think of a better place for our first proper date.’

Sukuna grinned. ‘I did good, huh?’

‘So, so good!’ 

You kissed him again. 

Yeah, he did good. 

He took your hand and let you lead him around, trusting to your knowledge of plants and your excitement to find all the things you wanted to see. He was just happy to be with you. 

‘Oh, look, they have calla lillies! We can’t have them at the apartment because of Utahime’s cat,’ you said, leaning down to smell the flowers.

‘She has a cat?’

‘Big fluffy orange boy called Marmalade,’ you told him. ‘Absolute idiot, but he’s cute.’

Sukuna chuckled. ‘Aren’t all cats like that?’

You tilted your head to the side as you thought. ‘Yeah, the boys anyway.’

You sat and had your picnic lunch under the shade of a willow tree by the little stream that ran through the gardens. 

‘Nanami helped me put this together,’ Sukuna admitted, taking everything out and setting it on the blanket you’d laid down on the grass.

‘Really? That’s so nice of him, and so smart of you to go to the foodie for lunch!’ You smiled, dishing out the food for Sukuna first because he looked a little nervous. 

‘You don’t mind that I didn’t do it myself?’ He asked, watching you for a moment. 

‘No,’ you said, confused. ‘Why would I? You’re a good cook, Kuna, but a picnic is something different, and something you haven’t done before, right?’

‘Yeah, I’ve never met anyone I wanted to do these things with before,’ he said quietly, looking down at his hands as he played with one of his rings.

You leaned over and kissed him softly. ‘You know that makes this all the more special, then.’

‘Yeah?’

‘I like being your first,’ you said, smiling at him. ‘You’re mine for a lot of things, too.’

‘I am?’ He said, surprised. 

‘Yeah,’ you nodded. ‘I didn’t have many relationships before I met you. And they were just teenage flings, nothing truly serious. And then you waltzed into my life and I got lucky because you liked me too.’

Sukuna shook his head, pulling you onto his lap, making you giggle in delight. 

‘I’m the lucky one,’ he said, leaning down to kiss you thoroughly. ‘That you want me the way I want you? A fucking miracle, frankly. You put up with me-’

You slapped a hand over his mouth. ‘None of that.’

He raised an eyebrow at you. 

‘I do not ‘put up with you’,’ you told him firmly. ‘I love you, you big idiot. I want to be with you, I want to be around you, and I especially want to be your girlfriend.’

You met his eyes for a moment, and found nothing but warmth and love there.

And then he ruined it by licking your hand.

‘Ewww!’ You squealed, giggling as you pulled your hand away. 

‘Shouldn’t try and shut me up then,’ he said, grinning at you. 

You shook your head at him. ‘We were having a moment, you brute.’

‘You love this brute,’ he said, kissing you again. 

‘I do,’ you sighed, kissing him back.

‘And I love you,’ he said, taking your hand and pressing kisses to your fingertips as he met your eyes again. ‘I know I don’t say it a lot, and I can try and be better…’

‘I don’t need you to, Kuna,’ you promised him, your hand cupping his cheek gently. ‘You show me you love me everyday. I need you to say it every now and then, because I like hearing it, but I know who you are, Ryomen Sukuna, and I love all of you.’

He kissed you again, until you were both breathless.

‘I don’t know what I’d do without you,’ he said. 

‘And you’ll never have to,’ you promised.

‘Good. Cause when I say you’re the love of my life, I mean that,’ he said, long lashes fluttering as your thumb caressed his cheek. ‘I’m in this forever if you are.’

You smiled. ‘Then we’re in this forever.’

Sukuna’s answering smile outshone the sun.

Forever. 

He kissed you again, soft, and slow, and sweet.

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In My Nature

Chapter 9

This one is formatted a little different. You've got 10 pics then the written part, then the remaining 5 pics. I've left dividers so you'll know when to swap.

You were sat on the quad with a group of people from your lab class, chatting away. You’d never been so excited when you got the call about your research project being fully funded. Sure, you’d have to work on other projects too, but they all sounded really interesting and the people you’d be working with were either established in the botany world, or young graduates like yourself. You’d already had some experience working with like minded people during your research and lab classes, and that had been so much fun. You couldn’t wait to do it for real things.

The added bonus, or the cherry on top, was being able to choose where you would do this research. You’d been worrying non-stop that after graduation you and Sukuna would end up at completely opposite ends of the country. Not being able to see him every day would be hell. And now you knew exactly why that was. You’d fallen in love with him, somewhere in these past few months, amongst the nights out, the late night bike rides, the study sessions, the parties, you’d fallen for the gentle, gruff frat boy. Now you just needed to figure out how you were going to tell him. You hoped he felt the same way. That almost kiss the other night, that wasn’t just you imagining it, was it?

Sukuna left his meeting with his biology professor feeling slightly dazed. He’d been summoned to his office after practice, and he’d gone, wondering the whole time what he’d done to be called into his professor’s office. He didn’t remember doing something. But that wasn’t an indication of innocence where he was concerned. He routinely forgot he did things and then ended up in trouble for them anyway. It was always a gamble if he remembered why he had been called in front of the professor, the dean, his coach, and/or disgruntled adult of the week. This time however was actually good news. He’d done something good for once.

Clearly, miracles did exist.

He’d just gotten his first ever A grade. In biology. His professor had called him in to congratulate him on working so hard to get his grades up. Considering he’d been failing six months ago, this was insane as far as Sukuna was concerned. And he knew who he had to thank for this. You. You had done this. Sure, he’d put in the work, but without you figuring out how to keep his focus on the material, how to keep the information in his brain, and how to get him to consider this worth his time, he never would have been able to do this. He’d known you were incredible from the moment he first saw you. 

You’d been in his biology class last year, and he’d watched you in awe; the way you carried yourself, the way you were kind and genuine with everyone you spoke to. He’d tried and failed to ask you out, and had tried to put you out of his mind. It hadn’t worked. And then Choso had given him your number because he needed a tutor, and he’d fallen in love with you in just a few short weeks. How could he not? You were kind, and genuine, funny, smart, and full of life. He loved being with you, he loved how you always understood him, he loved listening to you, he loved… you. And now he needed to tell you.

No more excuses.

He pulled his phone out to call you.

You answered on the third ring.

‘Kuna!’ You said happily, smiling as you picked up your phone. 

‘Hey brat,’ he said. ‘Where are you?’

‘On the quad,’ you told him. ‘Why?’

‘I had a meeting today,’ he explained, hurriedly making his way out to you. 

‘Oh? What about?’ You asked. ‘Wait, not a bad one? You didn’t beat anyone up did you?’

Sukuna chuckled. ‘Not this time, no. Tomorrow, however…’

You giggled. ‘Kuna.’

‘Nah, this one was a good meeting. Can you believe it?’

‘I can,’ you said firmly. ‘You were due something good, Kuna.’

‘Mmm, maybe,’ he replied, reaching the middle of the campus and looking around for you. ‘Where are you? I don’t see you.’

You looked around, searching for him. 

‘Oh, I see you!’ You waved at him. 

‘Found you,’ Sukuna said, making his way towards you. 

He said your name softly.

‘Yeah?’

‘I got an A on my last essay.’

‘No fucking way,’ you breathed, hand coming up to cover your mouth in disbelief. 

‘Yes fucking way.’

‘Kuna, I’m so proud of you!’

‘All you, pretty girl. All you.’

You ran to him, just as he closed the distance, ending up in his arms as he spun your around and around until you both were dizzy and laughing. Sukuna gently put you back on the ground, hands moving to your waist to steady you. He looked down at you, you were peering up at him from under your lashes, biting your lip softly, making him want to bite it himself. To find out how you tasted…

Fuck it.

He leaned down and kissed you.

You let out a soft whimper and melted into the kiss, pressing your lips against his firmly as he pulled you closer, arm wrapping around you tightly as his hand cupped your cheek, tilting your head back for easier access. His tongue caressed your lips, asking for entrance and you gladly let him in, deepening the kiss. Your body felt like it was on fire, like you couldn’t get enough of him. Sukuna kissed you deeply, having dreamt about this for months, now. Your taste, the feel of you pressed up against him, the way you melted into his touch. All of it was too much and yet not enough at the same time.

You pulled back for some air, Sukuna chasing your lips for a moment, pressing soft kisses to them.

‘Shit,’ he swore, breathing hard. ‘I should have… I should have asked you.’

‘I don’t care,’ you told him, grabbing his shirt and pulling him back down. ‘Just kiss me again.’

Sukuna’s eyes widened, and he took you in. Your hair was a mess where his hands had touched it, your clothes were rumpled, your lips swollen, and your eyes wide with desire. He grinned, that devilish smirk you had always loved, and leaned down to kiss you again. He heard and felt you moan as his tongue slipped inside your mouth, caressing gently as he pressed you against him tightly. You slid your hand into his hair, nails scratching at his scalp as you bit his lip, and it was his turn to moan, the sinful sound slipping into your mind as your brain filed it away for later. 

You were panting hard when he pulled away, much to your dismay.

‘Don’t stop,’ you said, chasing his lips and pressing soft kisses to them. 

‘I have to,’ he groaned, burying his face in your neck, kissing the skin there and making you shiver. 

‘Why?’

‘Because I can’t do the things I want to do to you here in front of all of these people,’ he complained, voice husky with desire. ‘Well, I could, but I don’t want them to see what’s mine.’

You felt want dive deep into your stomach, pressing your thighs together at his words. ‘What’s yours, huh?’

He grinned, pressing another kiss to the curve of your neck before pulling back so he could see your face. He wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you in close. One hand went to his shirt, holding on to keep yourself from falling into him, the other to the back of his neck. Sukuna’s free hand grasped your chin, leaning down to press a lingering kiss that you felt all the way to your toes.

‘Yes. You're mine, and I’m yours,’ he told you, voice filled with promise and wanting. 

You met his eyes, the red of them almost completely obscured by his pupils, which were blown wide with desire. 

‘I’m yours, and you’re mine,’ you agreed, and he crashed his lips against yours once more. 

This kiss was rough, full of want and need and desire, and it left you panting and dizzy when he pulled away.

‘C’mon,’ he said, taking your hand in his. ‘Let’s go before I do something I shouldn’t.’

‘Like what?’ You asked, grinning at him and sending heat straight to his cock.

‘Like fuck you in front of all these people and make you scream my name,’ he told you, turning to wink at you before pulling you to where his bike was parked.

‘Well, you don’t get to fuck me in front of all of these people,’ you said, as he took your helmet in his hands and turned to face you. ‘But making me scream your name? You’d better be able to back that up.’

Sukuna smirked, leaning in close to you and dropping a kiss on the curve of your neck, sending a shiver down your spine. ‘Oh, I’ll have you screaming my name for hours, pretty girl.’

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In My Nature

Chapter 8

Sukuna picked you up on his bike. You’d started wearing shorts under your skirts so you could still wear them even when riding behind him. It did make wearing dresses difficult, but he wasn’t difficult to convince to take your car instead, especially since you always let him drive. You liked the bike, and didn’t mind when he picked you up on it, even more so since he’d bought you a cute helmet to wear not long after you became friends. He never let you get on it without proper protection, even though you had to nag him to wear his. 

Sukuna pulled into the parking lot of the bar, not planning on drinking tonight. You didn’t drink much, and he preferred to get drunk at the frat house, since he could pass out in his own bed. Plus, when he was out with you, he always needed to be alert, to keep you safe. You had tried to tell him not to worry too much, and he did try, but people always looked at you, and it bothered him. He knew damn well why it bothered him so much, but he wasn’t quite ready to face that part of him just yet. He needed a little more time. 

You took his hand and pulled him inside, and he headed over to the pool table. You’d tried darts, and that had turned out to be dangerous for Sukuna because hand eye coordination was not your strong suit. So pool it was. Plus, he liked ‘teaching’ you how to play. It was really just an excuse to touch you. You went to the bar to order food and drinks, while Sukuna got the pool table set up. He kept an eye on you, watching the way a group of guys watched you as you leant against the bar. He’d intervene if he had to, but he wanted you to enjoy yourself. 

You bounced back over to Sukuna, careful of the drinks in your hands. You handed his over, taking a sip of yours before setting it down on a table and picking up a pool cue. 

‘You gonna take it easy on me this time, Kuna?’ You asked, pouting and batting your lashes at him to make him laugh. 

He chuckled. ‘I can help you out if you need it.’

‘But that’s cheating,’ you reasoned, making him laugh again. 

‘So is taking it easy on you.’

‘Meanie.’

He grinned, shaking his head at you. 

‘I can be really mean, if you want, pretty girl,’ he said, voice low and eyes dark. 

You felt a shiver run down your spine at his words, leaving excitement in it’s wake. 

You winked at him. ‘You just want an excuse to ‘help’ me.’

‘I can help you,’ he said. ‘For a price.’

You pretended to consider it for a moment. ‘What’s the price?’

‘Hmm,’ he said. ‘Let me think on what I want from you while we play a game.’

He knew exactly what he wanted from you.

He was just too chicken to ask for it. 

As expected, you were terrible at pool, while Sukuna was excellent. He offered help, and you let him, his arms wrapping around you as he ‘helped’ you line up a shot, body pressing against yours. You were breathless and giggling by the time he let you go, and he wanted to swallow those giggles for himself with kisses. You went back to the bar to get more drinks and pick up your food while he set up for another game. He kept a careful eye on one of the guys from the group that was watching you earlier. He didn’t like the way the guys’ eyes were trained on you, though you seemed oblivious to it.

You felt eyes on you while you were at the bar, glancing over your shoulder to see Sukuna watching you. You waved, wiggling your fingers at him and laughing when he winked at you. Your mind couldn’t seem to stop thinking about him tonight. About how it felt when he held you against him under the guise of helping you at pool. About the way he looked, wearing black jeans and a form fitting black shirt, his muscles not on display but definitely dressed to their advantage. You kept thinking about how big he was, how he towered over you, and how that made you feel safe. 

You were so engrossed in thinking about Sukuna, that you didn’t notice when a guy sidled up beside you. It wasn’t until he tapped your shoulder, making Sukuna freeze in place, that you realised he was talking to you.

‘Oh, I’m sorry,’ you said politely. ‘I didn’t realise you were there.’

‘No worries,’ the guy said. ‘I’m Brad, I wondered if you wanted to join me and my friends for a drink.’

You glanced over to where he was pointing, his group of friends watching you avidly. You didn’t like the look of them. Nor did you like the way this guy asked you to join him when you were very clearly with Sukuna. Who was currently stomping over to you, an utterly pissed off look on his face. 

‘No thanks,’ you said, shaking your head. ‘I’m already with someone.’

‘He seems boring,’ the guy said dismissively. ‘You’ll have way more fun with us.’

‘Not interested.’

Sukuna heard you turn the guy down as he approached, sliding in beside you and wrapping an arm around your waist. ‘You okay?’ He checked, feeling the way you relaxed into his embrace. 

‘I’m okay,’ you assured him.

The guy looked a little nervous now, clearly not thinking Sukuna would say anything. Because he was an idiot. ‘Hey man, we didn’t realise she was your girl.’

‘Bullshit,’ Sukuna spat, temper having reached boiling point. He’d seen everything, especially how you’d turned the guy down, only for him to keep trying. ‘You knew she was my girl, you just didn’t care.’ 

Your heart skipped a beat at hearing him call you his.

Probably best not to examine that too closely.

The guy held his hands up. ‘We don’t want any trouble.’

Sukuna glared at him. ‘Walk the fuck away before I really get angry and decide to break some bones.’

‘Jeez man, if you don’t want your girl to get hit on maybe-’

‘Don’t finish that sentence if you like having the ability to chew your food,’ Sukuna said, his voice almost a growl. He’d moved you so you were behind him, putting his body in front of you to keep you safe. 

The guy finally got the message and walked away. 

You tugged Sukuna’s hand gently. ‘C’mon, let’s go, Kuna.’

‘You haven’t eaten your fries,’ he said, clenching his fists. 

You took his fist in your hands, bringing it up to your mouth and pressing a soft kiss to his knuckles. ‘Doesn’t matter. They’re cold anyway. Let’s just leave, I don’t want you to do something you’ll regret.’

‘Oh I wouldn’t regret it,’ he said darkly. 

‘I don’t want you to get in trouble on my behalf,’ you said, tugging him along towards the door. 

‘I’d get in any and all kinds of trouble for you,’ Sukuna said, though he let you lead him outside, all the same. 

You let the cool night air drain the last of his temper before turning around. 

Only to find him watching you closely. 

‘Kuna?’ You met his eyes, they were trained on you, his pupils blown wide.

He took a step forward, stepping into your space. His hand came up to touch your cheek gently, trailing down until he reached your chin, bracing it against his curled forefinger, thumb brushing your bottom lip. You felt your breath hitch in your throat as he stared at you. 

‘I should apologise,’ he said quietly.

Surprised, you watched him for a moment. ‘What for?’

‘I called you mine,’ he murmured, eyes flicking down to your lips and back to your eyes again.

‘It’s okay,’ you said, stepping closer to him. ‘I didn’t mind.’

‘You… didn’t?’

‘No,’ you breathed.

You watched one another for a long moment, his eyes following that same trail to your lips and back to your eyes. 

A car alarm went off, shrill in the quiet night air, and the spell was broken. Sukuna removed his hand from your face, and nudged you towards his bike. He held out your helmet and you took it. 

‘I’ll take you home,’ he said, climbing onto the bike.

Confused and feeling off kilter, you climbed on behind him. 

True to his word, Sukuna dropped you off at home, leaving you feeling wrong footed, waiting for something but unsure what.

He berated himself the whole way home. 

He should have just kissed you.

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This one came out so easy, I had the image of Sukuna standing outside the bar with Reader in my head, desperately wanting to kiss them, and it just kind of... flopped onto the page lol

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In My Nature

When Sukuna needs tutoring in biology, or he'll fail and be cut from the hockey team, there's only one person he can go to. You. You, who hates his guts, and has from the moment you met. He'd tried to hit on you and you'd looked at him like a squashed bug. Ever since, he's been unable to forget you. And now he needs your help.

Can he find a way to get you to stop hating him, and will he find the words for what he feels for you?

This fic is complete! As always, this fic is fully written so I'm just posting chapters until they're all out. New chapter daily at 8pm bst. If you'd like to be tagged for this fic reply to this post.

This fic is a hybrid smau and written fic, about 1k to 1.5k words per chapter. Trying something new, since I like to make the smaus and I like to write. And some moments need to be written, like almost kisses and *tension*. Reader is a plant girly, punk/goth aesthetic, with sukuna as an alt/punk jock, cause I feel like he fits that real well.

This is the first in a jjk frat au series, which you can find here.

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Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

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In My Nature

Chapter 7

This party was so damn boring. Sukuna could barely keep the scowl from his face as he watched you network with people that would be your peers in just a few years. You looked nothing short of beautiful in your dress, and he was struggling with all the looks you were receiving from interested party’s. You were oblivious, chatting with anyone who walked over to you, seemingly unafraid of speaking to strangers. Granted, it was about plants, and that was always your favourite subject.

But no one would suspect you’d spent the entire car ride here clutching Sukuna’s hand so tightly he thought you’d cut off the circulation as you babbled about all the ways you could embarrass yourself. He’d managed to calm you down by saying he’d just make a scene if you did, and then no one would be looking at you. That had made you laugh, and he finally managed to soothe your fears soon after. You hadn’t left his side once, not since you’d arrived at the manor an hour away from the university. He’d kept an arm around you, or your hand in his from the moment you’d walked inside. 

Even now, he was stood by your side, arm around your waist as you spoke about the research you hoped to do once you’d graduated. He had no idea what anyone was talking about here, but that didn’t faze him. He had plenty of practice at looking interested when he wasn’t. Besides, he was here for you, so he’d do whatever he needed to help you achieve your goals. Though he wasn’t going to be able to keep his hands to himself if people kept leering at you like the asshole that kept walking by. He glared at him, turning from slightly scary to downright intimidating and the guy backed off. 

Good. 

You noticed, however, stopping your conversation to check on him.

‘You okay?’ You asked him, moving closer to him. 

His grip around your waist tightened. ‘Fine. Just weirdos.’

You smiled at him. ‘Thank you for coming with me, Kuna. I couldn’t have done this without you.’

Sukuna reached out and took your hand, pressing a soft kiss to your knuckles. 

‘There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you, pretty girl,’ he said sincerely. ‘Surely you must know that by now.’

You felt your cheeks heat at his touch, your heart skipping at his words. Since when was Sukuna so smooth? Where had the terrible with words Sukuna gone? And why was he being so smooth with you? Were the girls right, and he was into you as more than a friend? 

You smiled at him, pushing those thoughts away for the moment. 

‘I feel exactly the same way,’ you told him, meeting his eyes with your own. 

Sukuna smiled, a real one, one meant only for you. 

And your damn heart skipped a beat again. 

Sukuna was watching as you chatted animatedly with another possible benefactor once more. He still hadn’t made his mind up on whether to risk telling you how he felt. It was easy to say just go for it, but you had been the only thing keeping him sane these last four months, and he didn’t want to lose you. He needed you like he needed air to breathe. He knew he had to tell you how he felt, that it wasn’t fair to you for him to pretend to just be your friend when he wanted more. But what if you didn’t feel the same way? What if your friendship didn’t survive his confession? 

This was why he didn’t do relationships. He didn’t sleep around with strangers because why would he let a stranger touch him? And the few relationships he’d had, all turned out to be trainwrecks because no one seemed to understand his communication style. Or lack thereof. But you weren’t like that. You always understood him, no matter if he just grunted or made noises because words were beyond him. Even when he couldn’t get the words out, or say the right ones, you never got mad, you were always patient. Sometimes you’d text him, so he could write down what he wanted to say, making it easier for him.

Maybe, then, a relationship with you wouldn’t end badly?

That was, of course, assuming you felt the same.

Having finished your conversation, you turned, looking for Sukuna, only to find him walking towards you already. You smiled warmly at him, and he returned it, slipping an arm around you as soon as he got close enough. 

‘Want to get away for a bit?’ You asked him, seeing how tense he looked.

He pressed a kiss to your temple. ‘Fuck yes.’

You giggled, taking his hand in yours. ‘Come on, I spotted a secluded gazebo earlier.’

You led him through the manor’s gardens, chattering away about the flowers and plants you saw as you went. Sukuna couldn’t look away from you, the smile on your face warming his heart. You pulled him along, and he was happy to follow you. He’d follow you anywhere. The sounds of the party faded until all you could hear was the music, the soft sounds drifting over the gardens. You found the wooden gazebo covered in flowers and trailing greenery you had seen earlier, taking a seat on the bench built into the sides. Sukuna sat beside you, wrapping an arm around your shoulders.

‘Better?’ You asked. 

He leaned back, tipping his head back and letting out a relaxed sigh. ‘Much, thank you.’

You smiled, watching him for a bit. Already the tension that had settled over him the moment you’d entered the manor was draining away, bit by bit. You reached up and smoothed his hair away from his face, fingers brushing his skin softly and making him let out a happy hum at your touch. 

‘You get any of the posh knobs to bite?’ He asked, peeling one eye open to look at you briefly. 

You bit your lip thoughtfully, making him open his other eye to watch you properly. 

‘Some were definitely interested, especially in making seeds or plants hardier and thus able to plant them no matter the weather,’ you said. ‘Others had ideas for different directions to take my research, and they all sounded really good too. I had a couple job offers, as well.’

‘Of course you did,’ he grinned. ‘They know a winner when they see one.’

‘Some of these places, Kuna,’ you shook your head. ‘They’re it, in the biology world, in the plant world, these places are the cream of the crop. Prestigious doesn’t even begin to describe them.’

He looked smug. ‘And they want you.’

‘I know, weird right?’

‘Not weird,’ he said firmly, hand reaching out to grasp your chin and make you look at him, meeting your eyes. ‘You’ve earned it, pretty girl. You work fucking hard, and everything you have is because of you. Don’t think otherwise.’

You blinked.

‘Thank you, Kuna,’ you said softly, smiling at him.

His favourite smile. The one you kept only for him.

He got to his feet as the music changed to something soft and slow. 

‘Want to dance?’ He asked, holding his hand out to you. 

You tilted your head to the side, looking at him.

You were too damn cute when you did that.

‘You don’t really like dancing, though.’

‘Not what I asked, was it?’

‘Kuna…’

‘Dance with me.’ He repeated, making it an order not a question.

You slipped your hand in his and he gently pulled you closer, wrapping his free arm around your waist. You danced slowly to the music, a semi-waltz, since you didn’t really know the steps. Sukuna relished the feeling of holding you close, of having you in his arms. Your scent enveloped him, and he felt himself fully relax now, surrounded by you, your scent, your smiles, the feel of you in his arms and pressed against his body. 

‘You’re not a bad dancer, Kuna,’ you murmured, not wanting to break the gentle and comfortable silence that surrounded you. Even the music was muted, just loud enough to be heard so you could dance to it.

‘That’s ‘cause we’re not really dancing,’ he snickered

You giggled. ‘True. And when you hit the mosh pit you don’t really dance.’

‘Nah, that’s just flinging yourself around to the music,’ he grinned, rotating slowly with you in his arms. 

‘Sometimes you need that, though.’

‘Mmm.’

The two of you lapsed into comfortable silence. 

It was always easy with you, Sukuna thought. He never had to be anyone but him. You liked who he was. Maybe that was why he was in love with you. 

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In My Nature

Chapter 6

Your date wasn’t going well. Maybe it was doomed from the beginning or something, after the girls wouldn’t stop talking about Sukuna. Maybe you were never supposed to go out with the guy at all. It started off well. But then somewhere along the way he kept talking and talking and talking and slowly veered into misogynistic comments and girls who won’t put out but expect their food to be paid for and before you knew it he’d given you the biggest ick. You’d retreated to the bathroom, unsure what to do. Your hand tapped on your phone and you found yourself looking at Sukuna’s texts from earlier. 

Before you could overthink it, you hit the call button, and waited.

‘You okay?’ Sukuna answered.

The sound of his voice made you instantly relax.

‘I’m okay,’ you assured him. ‘I’m hiding in the toilets.’

‘I’m on my way,’ he said. ‘Send me your location.’

‘I’m not in danger,’ you said, sending him your location anyway. ‘I don’t think.’

‘Yeah, that’s not reassuring at all,’ he scoffed.

You sighed, rubbing your hand on your forehead. How had it all gone so wrong? You’d thought he was nice. Was it all just a lie to get into your pants?

‘Brat?’ Sukuna’s voice was soft and gentle.

‘I’m here.’

‘Did he hurt you?’ There was menace in his voice, and you knew if you asked him too, Sukuna wouldn’t hesitate to hurt this guy.

‘No, just…’ you trailed off, sighing. ‘He started talking and talking and talking.’

‘One of those, huh.’

‘Yeah, and somewhere along the way he got real nasty.’

‘To you?’

‘About women in general,’ you explained. ‘And how girls that won’t put out but still want their food paid for are the worst and on and on and on.’

‘Yuck.’

‘Exactly,’ you agreed. ‘And now I just don’t… feel safe.’

‘I am five minutes away.’

‘You live twenty minutes away from the restaurant, Kuna.’

‘I drive fast.’

‘And safe,’ you urged. ‘Promise me you are being safe.’

‘I’m being safe,’ he promised. ‘I will not fail you.’

‘That’s not what I am afraid of, Kuna,’ you murmured. ‘I don’t want anything to happen to you.’

‘And you are out with a strange man and you do not feel safe,’ he replied. ‘I know which one I am more worried for.’

‘Kuna…’

‘I am being safe.’

‘Alright, I’m gonna go and end the date,’ you told him.

‘You sure?’

‘Yeah, may as well do it now, when you’ll be here any minute. Hopefully you’ll pull up just as I’m leaving,’ you said, stepping out of the bathroom.

‘Do you want me to stay on the phone?’ He offered.

‘No, it’s okay, the waiter’s been really nice and has been keeping an eye out for me.’

‘Good. Call me if it gets worse, I am minutes away.’

‘Okay, I will.’

You said your goodbyes and hung up as you made your way back to the table.

He was still there, looking impatient. He looked up as you appeared by your chair.

‘Finally,’ he said. ‘This kind of behaviour won’t fly on our next date.’

You raised an eyebrow at him in disbelief. Did he seriously think he was going to get a second date? After this disaster of a one? 

‘The waiter’s bringing the bill,’ you told him, hovering uncertainly by your chair. 

‘Good,’ he said. ‘What’s wrong with you? Sit down.’

‘No, thank you,’ you said politely. ‘I’ll just wait for the bill and then we can go our separate ways.’

He stared at you for a moment.

‘I’m not gonna pay for you if you’re not gonna put out.’

You sighed. ‘I can pay for myself, thanks.’

He looked you up and down before turning away dismissively, but you didn’t miss the way he clenched his jaw and his fist. ‘Whatever.’

You stood in silence for an uncomfortable minute.

The waiter approached your table finally.

You tried to settle up your amount, but he had other ideas and began arguing with the waiter about the bill. You tried to get him to stop, but he turned on you and the waiter shook his head and sent a waitress over to escort you out. Just as you stepped outside, Sukuna pulled into the parking lot, the roar of his bike drowning out any sound. He yanked his helmet off, leaving it on the seat and rushing to your side. His hands went to your hips to steady you, and you leaned your forehead against his chest.

‘Thank fuck you’re here,’ you said gratefully. 

‘I’m here, princess, I’m here,’ he said, pulling you into his arms properly. 

‘He’s in there yelling at the waiter and I kept trying to pay but he kept getting angrier and I just-’

‘It’s fine, I’ll sort it, don’t worry,’ Sukuna assured you. 

He moved back, his hand coming out to grasp your chin gently, tilting your head so he could meet your eyes comfortably. 

‘Tell me the truth,’ he ordered. ‘Are you okay?’

You let out a huff of air. ‘I’m fine physically. A bit shaken up. Really glad you’re here, Kuna, and now I just want to go home.’

His red eyes met yours, and there was a steady, comforting warmth in them that had you relaxing properly into his embrace. 

‘Alright, I’ll sort this and then we’ll go, okay?’

You nodded. ‘Thank you, Kuna.’

‘Anytime, princess. Anytime.’

Sukuna strode into the restaurant, yanking open the door and looking for your unfortunate date. Unfortunate, because he had upset you, and Sukuna would kill for you. He didn’t have to look long, the yelling alerted him to the guy, who was screeching at the waiter, trying to be threatening and failing. Sukuna didn’t bother speaking to him. 

‘The woman he was with,’ he began, before he was interrupted by the asshole.

‘Hey! I was here first!’

‘Shut. Up.’ Sukuna glared at him, over six foot of solid muscle looming over him. He turned back to the waiter. ‘The woman he was with, I’m here to pay her part of the bill.’

He settled up your bill, and was about to leave when the asshole accosted him. It was like he didn’t know what was good for him. 

‘So she sends her boyfriend in to take care of it,’ he sneered. ‘Should have known she was a whore.’

Sukuna took a couple of very deep breaths. 

You would be upset if he hit the guy. If he pressed charges it could mess up his hockey career. As long as he kept his mouth shut and didn’t say anything else, Sukuna could control his temper.

He turned back to the asshole.

‘Call her that again, and I’ll make you regret learning to use that lump of muscle you call a tongue,’ he warned, his voice a low growl. 

The asshole took a step back, intimidated.

Job done, Sukuna left the restaurant. 

He found you waiting anxiously outside, the moment you spotted him you ran to him, and he wrapped you in his arms. He always felt better when you were close, and he felt the last of the anger draining away. 

‘You okay?’ He checked.

‘Better now you’re here,’ you told him. 

He smiled. ‘C’mon, let’s get out of here.’

‘Please.’

He helped you put the helmet he’d bought you months ago on, before climbing onto his bike. You climbed on behind him, arms wrapping tightly around his waist. He took off, and you let the wind rushing by whisk away the last of your fear. You were with Sukuna, and that meant you were safe.

He took you back to his place, despite the frat house being occupied by a lot of guys, you felt comfortable there since you knew everyone and had been there plenty of times before. Sukuna took you up to his room, and you sat on his bed after kicking your heels off. 

You sighed. ‘What a waste of a dress.’

Sukuna took you in properly. 

He hadn’t been looking at what you were wearing, too busy making sure you were okay. But now, now he got a good look at you. He was suddenly glad he hadn’t taken in the full effect of your outfit at the restaurant. He definitely would have hit the asshole. He gets a girl as beautiful as you to go on a date with him, and you turn up looking like Aphrodite herself and he has the audacity to scare you? 

Yeah, he would not have been able to stop hitting him.

‘You look beautiful,’ he told you. 

You smiled at him, the one you reserved for only him. You never smiled at anyone else like that, he’d noticed. Soft, and warm, and only for him.

‘Thank you, Kuna,’ you said. ‘Turned out to be a waste, but hey, the food was good!’ 

He chuckled, coming to sit beside you on his bed. ‘I’ll take you somewhere next time you decide you want good food, okay?’

‘I’ll hold you to that,’ you told him.

‘Good, you do that, pretty girl.’

He watched as you ducked your head and he grinned.

He’d make sure your next date was so good you forgot all about this one.

I love this chapter, its one of my favourite things I've ever written. I may be a sucker for protective guys that are assholes to everyone except their loved ones 🤏 this scene popped into my head almost fully formed, I had the image of sukuna coming to Reader's rescue in my mind when planning this fic so writing it came super easy.

Let me know what you think!

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In My Nature

Chapter 5

You met Sukuna in the library one day a few months after you’d first started tutoring him. He’d come on leaps and bounds since that first session, and his grades had steadily been rising. You were trying to get him to aim for an A grade since that was well within his talents, but he was still under the impression that he wasn’t all that smart. His grades would say otherwise, but if you tell someone something enough times they’ll start to believe it. The good thing was that was also true if you told him good things about himself, so you’d been doing that for while, hoping he’d take it to heart.

Sukuna was waiting for you in the library, having picked a table that gave the occupants a decent amount of privacy. He didn’t like people overhearing what the two of you were talking about, nor did he like people watching you either. He’d taken to glaring at guys that were trying to check you out. It worked, none of them wanting to tangle with his stare, never mind his over six feet tall, heavily muscled form. He’d brought coffee, like he always did, though now he knew your coffee order by heart. You always brought snacks with you, mostly because Sukuna always got hungry and claimed he would eat you if he didn’t get sustenance immediately.

‘Hi Kuna,’ you said, sitting down opposite him and pulling out the things you’d need from your bag. You passed over a bag of spicy jerky you’d picked up for him, and he ripped into it, shoving one in his mouth before handing you your coffee.

‘Hi brat,’ he replied, munching happily on his jerky. 

‘You ready to get to work?’ You asked, taking a sip of your coffee, which was perfect as always. 

‘Sure.’

You got to work, going through the next part of the course with him. He was almost caught up now, and it wouldn’t be long before he was hitting B grades in his papers. But after twenty minutes, Sukuna seemed to get distracted. This wasn’t like him. Not when he was with you, anyway. After you’d figured out what he needed to keep his focus and motivation up, your sessions had run smoothly. Today was clearly something different. Sukuna’s mind seemed to be elsewhere, and it didn’t matter how you tried to coax him back to you, he’d just drift away again a few minutes later. Finally, you gave up and decided to find out what was so clearly bothering him.

‘Okay, spill it,’ you said, closing the textbook with a thump. 

Sukuna looked up from his phone, confused. ‘What?’

‘Something’s wrong, what is it?’ You asked, getting up and moving to sit beside him. 

Sukuna shook his head. ‘It’s nothing.’

‘You haven’t been able to focus this entire session,’ you pointed out, reaching out and taking his hand in yours. He immediately entwined his fingers with yours, not even aware he was doing it. ‘So, come on, spill.’

He let out a long sigh. ‘My grandfather’s sick.’

You blinked. ‘How bad?’

‘He’s on the mend,’ he explained, rubbing a hand over his eyes tiredly. ‘But he’s still in the hospital.’

‘Have you gone to see him yet?’ You squeezed his hand gently. 

‘Haven’t had the chance,’ he said. ‘Choso has, with his younger brother, Yuji. And my uncle’s been every day.’

You nodded, before getting to your feet and beginning to pack your things away. 

‘C’mon, let’s go,’ you said. 

‘What?’ Sukuna looked completely lost. 

‘You obviously won’t be okay until you’ve seen him for yourself,’ you told him, stuffing your notebooks back in your bag. ‘So let’s go.’

Sukuna stared at you for a long moment. ‘You… you’ll come with me?’

‘I thought that was obvious, but yes,’ you said. ‘He raised you, Kuna. Of course you need to see him.’

Sukuna reached out and pulled you into a tight hug.

You giggled, wrapping your arms around him as he buried his face into your hair, holding on to you for dear life. 

‘Thanks,’ he said quietly. 

‘What are friends for?’ You smiled, running a hand softly down the back of his head and neck. ‘You’ve always got my back, why wouldn’t I have yours.’

Sukuna pulled back and pressed a kiss to your cheek. 

‘Still, it means a lot that you’re willing to come with me,’ he said. 

He was trying to be better about using his words, about telling you when he appreciated your help. Even if he did still suck at it. 

You ignored the tingling feeling on your skin where his lips had pressed. 

Not the time. 

You took your car, letting Sukuna drive. You picked up some things for his grandfather on the way, snacks and sudoku and word searches, things to keep him occupied. You also brought flowers, because hospital rooms were depressing. Sukuna held onto your hand as you strode through the corridors of the hospital, stopping once to ask a nurse for directions. Thankfully, it wasn’t too difficult to find the ward after that. Sukuna smirked when you stepped inside his grandfather's room. He could hear his grandfather complaining. If he was complaining that meant he was in a good mood. 

You stepped into the hospital room to find an old man dressed in smart pajama’s and a dressing gown, sitting in bed, complaining as a nurse attempted to give him food. 

‘See you’re still being difficult you old codger,’ Sukuna said by way of greeting, though you didn’t miss the warmth in his smirk as he looked at his grandfather. 

‘Ha! I’m the difficult one? That’s rich coming from you, oh grandson of mine,’ his grandfather replied, though you could see the way his face changed when he heard his grandson’s voice. ‘Who’s your friend? Finally found someone to put up with you, huh?’

Sukuna chuckled. ‘I’ve got this,’ he said to the nurse, who nodded gratefully and left the room. He introduced you to his grandfather. ‘And this is Wasuke Itadori.’

‘It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mr Itadori,’ you said. ‘Kuna’s told me so much about you.’

Wasuke snorted. ‘Seems unlikely, considering he rarely talks, unless it’s to grunt.’

You laughed. ‘Well, I can translate the grunts most days.’

‘Eurgh,’ Sukuna said, having tried some of the food. ‘What do they put in this?’

‘Disgusting, isn’t it?’ Wasuke agreed. ‘And they keep trying to get me to eat it.’

‘What do you want? I’ll order some food,’ Sukuna said. 

‘The shrimp from that restaurant on the corner.’

‘Yeah, I know where you mean,’ he said, turning to you. ‘Want something, brat?’

Wasuke watched his grandson as he spoke to you. He’d never brought a friend home before. Never mind a girl. You must be something special for Sukuna to bring you to meet him. 

Dinner came quickly, much to Wasuke and Sukuna’s pleasure. You were interrupted by the arrival of Sukuna’s uncle, Jin, and his son, Yuji, who was six and full of energy and dressed like spiderman. Sukuna introduced you to them, and Yuji took to you immediately. Sukuna was good with him, letting him climb all over him, swinging him around and helping tire him out for Jin. You shared your food with Sukuna and Yuji, not able to eat it all, despite how delicious it was. 

Yuji had been running around the room, explaining to his grandfather about the fight spiderman had been in on the episode of the show he’d watched before they came here, when he stopped suddenly in front of you.

‘What is it?’ You asked him kindly. ‘Need something?’

‘Stop bothering her,’ Sukuna said, nudging Yuji with his foot and almost sending him across the room. Yuji responded by shooting ‘webs’ at him, and then launching himself at his giant of a cousin and attempting to beat him up. Sukuna held him upside down by the ankle at arms length, though that didn’t stop Yuji’s little arms from flailing around in the hopes of landing a hit. 

He turned to you, undeterred by being upside down. 

‘You’re too pretty for Kuna,’ Yuji told you. 

You giggled as Sukuna let out a squawk. 

‘Oh, I am?’ You asked the little pink haired boy, the spitting image of Sukuna himself. You wondered if Sukuna looked like that when he was little. You resolved to ask Wasuke about it later.

‘Yep,’ Yuji said, as Sukuna shook him gently, making him giggle. ‘And way too nice, too.’

You laughed at that, Sukuna nodding his head at your side. His cousin wasn’t wrong, you were way too good for him. 

‘Well, we know how to fix that, don’t we?’

‘We do?’

‘We just have to make Kuna nice.’

Yuji let out a big sigh. ‘That would take forever.’

Laughter filled the hospital room at that.

Sukuna watched as you interacted with his family. Just like with his frat brothers, it was like you belonged there, as if a space had been waiting for you all this time. It was getting harder to ignore how right it felt to have you at his side. 

I loved writing this chapter! I had a really clear image in my mind of reader meeting Sukuna's family, and it came out so easily onto the page/screen. Sometimes its like getting blood out of a stone, other times it's as easy as breathing. That's just the way my brain works.

I hope you like this one as much as I do!

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In My Nature

Chapter 4

You dressed up for the frat party, wearing your favourite outift, something that worked whatever the occasion. You did your hair and makeup, making sure they were perfect. The girls were coming with you, and the four of you walked over to the house, planning on getting an uber back to the house you all shared. You found Sukuna waiting for you outside, beer in hand, talking to Choso who was smoking a joint, the two of them sitting on the fence that lined the porch. He looked handsome in black jeans and shirt, silver rings glinting on his fingers. He caught sight of you and his face changed from unapproachable to something slightly soft.

Sukuna watched you walk up the road to the JJK frat house. You looked unfairly beautiful, all dressed up, lips painted black. He wondered if he kissed you would your lipstick stain his lips? He shook his head to rid his mind of such dangerous thoughts. You and Yuki split off from the others who headed inside to get drinks, Sukuna reached a hand out to you, pulling you up to sit beside him on the fence. He passed you his beer and you took a sip, making a face before handing it back to him. Sukuna let out a low chuckle, taking the bottle from you. 

‘Not a fan of beer, I take it?’ He said, leaning in close to you to be heard over the music playing through the speakers inside. 

You scrunched your nose up in distaste. ‘Not really.’

‘Why’d you drink it then?’

‘You handed it to me.’

‘That’s dumb, princess.’

‘Rude.’

It didn’t take long for Toji to challenge Sukuna to beer pong, and he grabbed your hand and pulled you with him into the house. Beer pong had been set up in the kitchen, the dining table pressed into service for the game. Red solo cups were arranged into the typical formation, filled with alcohol, some kind of punch that was no doubt absolutely foul. Music poured out over the speakers in the living room, even being a room away didn’t lessen the sound. Sukuna had to lean in close to discuss strategy with you, his lips beside your ear, his warm breath tickling the shell. 

‘How do you wanna play this?’ He asked you. 

‘I told you, I am the boss at beer pong,’ you said, grinning confidently at him.

Sukuna shook his head at you. ‘You’d better be able to back up your words, princess. If we lose, I’ll never hear the end of it.’

You gave him a faux scandalised look. ‘Me, let you be humiliated in front of your frat brothers and all these people? Never!’

Sukuna snorted. ‘You’d do it just because it was funny, brat.’

You laughed, you couldn’t deny that.

‘But it would be funny, though.’

‘Not for me.’

‘But it would for me.’

‘Brat.’

You grinned at him and he shook his head at you, but he still had a smile on his face all the same.

Several rounds later, you and Sukuna had yet to drink, while Toji and Geto were losing spectacularly. You landed another hit on them, the ball disappearing into the cup with a resounding plop. You cheered, and Sukuna picked you up and spun you around, making you giggle as you clung to him for dear life. 

‘So you weren’t lying,’ he said, putting you back on the ground carefully. 

‘I told you,’ you said, rolling your eyes. ‘And you didn’t believe me.’

‘My bad?’

‘Pffft,’ you giggled, shaking your head at him. ‘Idiot.’

He grinned at you, and took the next shot, sinking the ball in another of Geto and Toji’s cups and winking at you. 

One game of beer pong later, Geto and Toji were drunk, you’d drunk one cup and Sukuna had two. Sukuna had picked you up and put you on his shoulders while the two of you sung Queen’s We are the Champions. There had been much gloating from the two of you to the losers, who had to do the chicken dance and wear loser hats for the rest of the night much to Sukuna’s delight. 

Hours later, you and Sukuna were sprawled across his bed, the music much quieter up in his room. He was in the attic, preferring to be isolated since he needed more quiet time than the others. He wasn’t a big fan of crowds, but he didn’t mind parties since if he needed to he could remove himself from the situation. Plus, he was usually with his brothers, so he had distractions. Having you here with him tonight was extra special. He got to hang out with you, playing beer pong and beating Toji, rocking out in the mosh pit that had formed in the back garden when Slipknot came on, making drinks in the kitchen trying to find the worst tasting concotion you could create. 

He always enjoyed spending time with you, the two of you having become fast friends after that first tutoring session. He was still surprised at times by just how little time you’d actually been friends. It felt like he’d known you forever. The two of you understood one another in a way he’d never experienced before. And he liked being around you, he didn’t mind when you touched him the way he did with other girls, he liked listening to you talk, the sound of your voice was soothing to him. Maybe that was strange. He knew he wasn’t like his frat brothers, he didn’t like people, he preferred his own company at times, and he didn’t sleep around. But they never made him feel different. 

And neither did you. 

‘Kuna,’ you murmured, warm and sleepy on his bed. He’d thrown a blanket over you and you were clutching one of his pillows to you, the smell of him enveloping you. 

‘Yeah?’ He asked, rolling his head to the side so he could see you. 

‘What do you want to do when you finish college?’ You asked, wanting to know what his plans were for after graduation.

‘Get signed to a professional hockey team,’ he said promptly. 

‘That’s it?’

‘You act like that’s something small,’ he said, rolling his eyes at you.

‘No, I just mean, there’s nothing else you want?’

‘That’s all I’ve wanted since I was kid. My grandfather took me to a hockey game, and then got me to try out for the team,’ he explained, rolling so he was on his stomach, hand reaching out to play with your hair absentmindedly. ‘I was a natural. And my temper worked for me, not against me.’ 

‘Mmm,’ you agreed. ‘It’s a good outlet for you. I know you don’t like people all that much.’

‘They’re annoying.’

‘Well, that’s true,’ you giggled.

‘I like you, though,’ he said softly.

‘Oh, well that’s a given,’ you said, waving your hand dismissively and making him snort. 

‘Of course,’ he said, rolling his eyes.

‘I like you, too, Kuna,’ you assured him. ‘I didn’t realise I needed a friend like you until you came along.’

He was silent for a long moment. ‘That’s how I feel too.’

Really?’

‘Really.’

You beamed at him, a sleepy smile, but a smile all the same.

‘So when you get signed to a professional team,’ you went on. ‘What will you do after that.’

‘Might have to move,’ he said. ‘Depends on who I get signed too. And other than that, I dunno. Want to buy my grandfather’s house so he doesn’t have to pay the mortgage. Put money away for Yuji’s college.’

You smiled at him. ‘They mean a lot to you, huh?’

‘My grandfather raised me,’ he said. ‘My parents weren’t shit, so he took over. Jin helped too. And I grew up with Choso. Yuji’s a brat, but he’ll be alright. Probably gonna be into some kind of sport, too. Kid hits hard.’

You laughed. ‘Runs in the family, then?’

‘Oh, definitely.’ He nodded. ‘What about you?’

‘I hit hard enough,’ you shrugged. 

‘No, you idiot,’ he scoffed. ‘What do you wanna do after graduation?’

‘Oh! Well, something with plants, obviously.’

‘Obviously.’

‘I’d like to be able to research. There’s lots of ways we could make crops more hardy so that weather doesn’t destroy people’s harvests, things like that. And of course, there’s conservation efforts,’ you explained. ‘I could do research in lots of places. Plenty of university’s with botany departments.’

‘That’s true,’ he agreed. ‘Maybe we’ll get lucky and end up in the same city.’

‘I’d like that,’ you smiled.

‘Me too.’

He returned your smile, watching as you slowly drifted off to sleep. 

He’d make sure you ended up in the same city, no matter what.

You guys have been so amazing liking and reblogging these chapters, thank you all so much! And don't worry you'll still get your regular chapter at 8pm bst, this is just extra as I was late posting yesterday :)

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[jstarswrites]

In My Nature

Chapter 3

You waited for Sukuna after the game, sitting on one of the picnic tables outside the rink, legs swinging in the air. His team had won, though Sukuna had spent most of the game in the box since he kept beating up members of the other team. Some of it was justified, the team was fiercely protective of the goalie, and Sukuna was extra protective since Choso was his cousin. Yuki had come with you and she’d been cheering Sukuna on when he was beating the crap out of a guy who’d shoved Choso over. They’d been friends for years now, and she and Choso regularly got together to smoke, drink, or just chat shit about life.

Sukuna left the changing rooms still on a high from winning the game. Sure, he’d spent a lot of time in the box, but that was his job. The team counted on him to get dangerous players out of the way for a bit, or to distract them with an unfair punch or brawl. And he was damn good at it too. He’d seen you several times in the stands, cheering him on or waving at him. You’d even come to say hi while he was in the box, making him laugh when you got in a stare down with some of the opposing teams fans. You’d won, which led to you having a smug grin on your face for the rest of his time in the box. 

You’d asked for his jersey number earlier, and he hadn’t known why. When you’d bounced over to him before the game, he saw you’d painted his number on your cheeks, his heart skipping at the sight. He stepped outside, stopping in his tracks when he saw you waiting for him. Your face lit up when you spotted him, and he couldn’t help but smile at you in return. 

‘Kuna!’ You called happily, jumping down from the table you’d been sitting on.

The nickname was a new thing, but he wasn’t complaining. 

‘Hey, brat,’ he said, letting you walk over to him. 

‘I’m hungry, want to go get food?’ You asked, stopping in front of him and looking up at his face. He had a bruise blooming on his cheek from a dirty hit, and you reached out and gently brushed your fingers around it. ‘Does it hurt?’

Sukuna scoffed at your words. ‘Nah. I’m tougher than that.’

‘I know,’ you said. ‘But you should still be careful, Kuna. Did you see the doc?’

He nodded, letting you examine his hands and not thinking about the feeling of your skin against his. Not at all.

‘Doc said I was fine,’ he told you. ‘Nothing that won’t heal in a week or two.’

‘No broken bones?’

‘Nah, just cuts and bruises.’

‘These look bad,’ you said, gently inspecting his knuckles, his large hand warm agaisnt yours. 

‘I hit hard,’ he shrugged.

‘Well, maybe don’t?’ You suggested, and he let out a low chuckle. ‘In case you break any of the little bones in your hand, you know.’

‘If I do, you gonna play nurse?’ He asked, grinning at you in a way that sent your stomach swooping. 

‘I might,’ you said, letting his hand drop and turning away from him, walking away. ‘If I get to be one of those bossy old lady nurses.’

He groaned, but he was still smiling. ‘Brat.’

You giggled, and he smiled at the sound, catching up with you. 

‘So, where do you wanna eat?’

You ended up at a ramen shop, sitting in a booth together. Rather than sitting opposite you, Sukuna had slid in beside you, caging you in and making you feel safe with his massive form. You ordered and sat and talked. Well, you talked, Sukuna mostly just listened. But that was okay, he never zoned out, he actually paid attention and he always remembered what you said. You were telling him about the plants in your lab when you were interrupted by a joyful whoop across the restaurant. 

Toji slid into your booth opposite you, Geto taking a seat beside him. 

Sukuna scowled at them. 

‘You didn’t tell us you were getting food,’ Geto said. ‘I feel hurt. Do you feel hurt, Toji?’

‘I’m brokenhearted, look at me,’ he said, pulling a comically large pout and making you laugh. 

‘You must be the tutor he’s been talking about so much,’ Geto said, grinning at you. 

‘Ohh?’ Toji looked a lot more interested in you than he had been 0.2 seconds ago. ‘A pleasure to meet you at last. Sukuna didn’t mention how pretty you-’

His words were cut off by a loud thump. 

Rubbing his shin, he glared at Sukuna who was too busy looking at you.

You smiled at him. ‘Your frat brothers?’

‘Yeah,’ he muttered, wondering whether you’d be annoyed at your time with him being interrupted. 

He didn’t mind hanging out with his frat brothers, he actually liked them most days. He didn’t like his time with you being interrupted, though. But he did want you to meet them, to know if you got on with them. They were important to him, even if he did want to beat them up most days.

‘It’s nice to meet you,’ you told Geto and Toji. ‘I’d say Kuna’s told me a lot about you, but you know him.’

Geto laughed. ‘Yeah, he’s not much for words.’

‘No, but that doesn’t mean he’s not paying attention,’ you said, smiling at Sukuna who was watching you again. 

‘True,’ Geto said cheerfully, checking out the menu. 

‘I’m starving, I could eat a damn horse,’ Toji complained. ‘What’s good here?’

‘Kuna got the pork ramen and duck gyoza,’ you offered. ‘I got the veggie ramen.’

You heard your name being called and turned to find Yuki waving at you.

Sukuna groaned beside you, having spotted Choso beside her.

Did they stalk you both or something?

Yuki and Choso joined you, squeezing into your booth. Thankfully, you’d picked a corner booth at the back of the restaurant, wanting privacy while you ate. The place was quiet, so you didn’t have to originally worry about taking up a big booth when it was just the two of you. Now, there was six of you. 

‘Yo!’ Came a shout, and Sukuna turned to find Gojo and Nanami trailing over to you. 

‘Fucking hell,’ Sukuna muttered.

Was the whole team gonna turn up?

‘It’s okay, Kuna,’ you assured him, taking his hand in yours for a moment and giving it a reassuring squeeze. ‘I’d like to get to know your friends.’

Sukuna looked at you for a long moment. ‘If you want to leave, we’ll leave, okay?’

‘Okay,’ you said, smiling at him.

Sukuna watched as you immediately made friends with his frat brothers. You nerded out with Nanami over some science thing you were both into. Something to do with plants, he understood that much. You immediately disarmed Toji and stopped him from flirting with you with a simple comment about him not being your type that had Sukuna shooting his friend a smug smirk. You and Geto bonded over the music you were both into, something that he could get into, too, as he shared similar music taste with both you and Geto. And he watched as you chatted away happily with Choso about his younger brother Yuji, and discussed several places Choso could take him on days out.

It was like you’d always been there, like there had been a space waiting for you all this time and stepping into it was as easy as opening your eyes. 

It was late, the restaurant slowly getting ready to close. Your group was the last customers, and you were waiting for the signal from the staff to hurry your friends out so they could lock up. The group was sprawled out across the booth, full up with delicious food and drink, discussing the game earlier, the best pizza toppings, and whether anyone could be bothered to go get dessert. 

‘I like your friends, Kuna,’ you told him. 

Sukuna felt himself relax a little more, some of the tension leaving him. 

‘Yeah, princess?’

You nodded. ‘I see why you like them. They’re fun, and they care about you.’

‘They’re alright,’ he agreed, making you laugh softly. ‘Sorry they interrupted our dinner.’

‘I don’t mind,’ you said, leaning into him a little, his hand on your knee sending warmth throughout your body. ‘It’s nice to do things like this.’

‘You don’t mind the noise?’ 

You shook your head. ‘No. I like it when it’s just us, of course. Whether it’s our studying sessions, or movie nights, or doing something random.’

‘Like stopping you from buying out the whole nursery,’ he snickered.

‘They were really pretty plants!’

‘You don’t have room for a whole field, brat,’ he reminded you. 

You studiously ignored that in favour of being distracted by Yuki who was showing you a dumb photo she’d taken of Choso earlier.

‘Thank you,’ you said suddenly, when Yuki had been pulled into a conversation with Geto. 

‘What for?’ Sukuna asked, confused, his face scrunching up and making you want to plant a kiss on his nose.

Where on earth had that come from?

‘For being my friend,’ you told him, smiling softly at him.

He shook his head at you. ‘I should be the one saying that.’

‘So we’re both happy we’re friends,’ you giggled, making him smile.

He was very happy you were his friend.

He didn’t know how he’d got so lucky.

I'm so sorry this is late! I got distracted by a new webtoon I'm reading 🤦‍♀️ I'll post an extra chapter tomorrow to make up for it! I hope you all enjoyed this chapter, it came out super easy for once :)

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[jstarswrites]

In My Nature

Chapter 2

Sukuna made his way to the science building, heading along the ground floor to the labs at the back of the building. He had your present in his hands, something he’d picked out himself while he was out with Toji. His frat brother had taken the piss out of him for buying a girl a gift when he wasn’t even fucking her, but Sukuna didn’t care. You had already given him something he thought he’d lost, or never really had. He was starting to believe in himself, not just his talent for hockey or beating the shit out of people, but starting to maybe believe he wasn’t as dumb as people thought he was. 

That was your doing, you kept pointing out that he’d put the work in, and that was true, though he knew if you hadn’t taken the time to explain things he wouldn’t have done anything at all. Your kindness was a balm to him, something he hadn’t thought he needed until he had it. And you didn’t have to be kind to him. He’d royally messed up in that first meeting, had come off as a creep and an asshole. You didn’t owe him a damn thing. And yet you were kind and considerate and gentle with him. All things he’d never thought he wanted, let alone needed.

It had only been five weeks of tutoring so far, but he was improving quickly, and you’d wormed your way deeper into his brain. So when he was out with Toji and had seen the stuff on the shelves, he’d decided to grab something for you. He wasn’t good with words. He’d said that to you a few times now. But it was true. He could never quite manage to put what he was feeling into words people could understand. But he could show them. And you seemed to respond to that. He brought you coffee for your study sessions, and every time you gave him the brightest smile. He held open doors for you, and walked you home when you stayed late in the library with him. 

You seemed to appreciate those gestures, thanking him and giving him your precious smiles. Not that it was why he did it, though those smiles were certainly more than enough payment for him.

He pushed the door open to the lab you’d said you were in, watching as you turned in your seat to smile at him. 

‘Hi,’ you said softly, meeting his eyes.

Sukuna felt his stomach doing somersaults and firmly ignored it. 

‘Hey,’ he said. He put the present down on the table in front of you. ‘This is for you.’

You took in your gift.

He’d gotten you a little succulent, the pot shaped like a cat and the same shade as his hair.

It was adorable.

‘You got me a plant?’ You said, smiling so brightly at him you could have outshone the sun. Sukuna certainly felt your smile was far more beautiful than the sun.

‘I uh, you like plants, right?’ He managed, a hand coming up to rub the back of his head. ‘You talk about them a lot, like when you talk about doing lab work and stuff.’

‘I do like plants.’

‘And uh, whenever we talk about them during our tutoring sessions you get all excited and uh…’ he trailed off nervously. 

You got to your feet, and standing on your tiptoes, you pressed a soft kiss to Sukuna’s cheek. 

‘Thank you, Ryomen,’ you said. ‘That’s so sweet of you.’

‘Sweet?’ He asked, confused. His brain wasn’t working properly, playing the memory of your lips on his skin over and over and then the way you said his name, like it was a broken record.

‘Yes, you saw this and thought of me.’

‘Uh, yeah. ‘Cause you like plants and cats, right?’

You smiled at him, meeting his beautiful red eyes. ‘Yes, I do. Which means you listen to me.’

He stared at you for a moment, completely nonplussed. ‘Of course I listen to you. Why wouldn’t I?’

‘Oh, you know,’ you said, aiming for nonchalant and missing completely. ‘People get annoyed when I talk too much or when I go on about plants all the time.’

Sukuna shrugged, disliking the way you tried to hide your hurt at the people that dismissed you. Your feelings mattered. ‘They’re just boring then. And I don’t mind when you talk. You don’t expect me to answer constantly, and I like listening to you.’

Your heart skipped a beat at his words.

‘You, mister,’ you said, pointing a finger at his chest and looking up at him. ‘Are a lying liar.’

Sukuna stared at you.

‘Uh… what?’

‘You said you’re not good with words, but that was the smoothest answer I’ve ever had from a guy,’ you explained.

He was sure he was malfunctioning or something. 

He looked down at you. Beside him you looked tiny in comparison. All cute and eyes full of mischief as you fluttered your lashes at him, making him chuckle. He’d had girls come on to him before, trying to get into his pants. But none of them had taken the time to get to know him. You had. You asked him about his likes and dislikes, when you brought snacks you always brought something for him to eat too, you remembered when he said something. And you teased him, like friends did. Did that mean you were friends? 

Sukuna grinned, his smile positively devilish. ‘I’m just repaying the compliments, princess. You give them to me all the time. About time the shoe was on the other foot, don’t you think?’

You laughed, shaking your head at him. ‘I am telling the truth.’

‘Oh, and you think I’m not?’ He asked, tilting his head to the side as he watched you. You were still standing close to him, and unlike when other girls got in his space, he didn’t want to fling you away from him. He wanted to pull you closer. 

‘Are you?’

He clicked his tongue, hand reaching out to brush his fingers along your jaw softly. His touch was feather-light, almost as if it wasn’t really there at all. 

‘Why would I lie to you, hmm?’ He asked, smirking at you and making your heart skip a beat. ‘What would that get me?’

You shrugged. ‘Me?’

‘But under false pretences,’ he pointed out. ‘Who would want that?’

‘Only assholes.’

‘And as we’ve already established, you don’t think I’m an asshole.’

‘No, I don’t,’ you said softly, smiling at him.

He didn’t quite know why, but he felt like he’d done something good. 

Like you were impressed.

And he needed to do that again.

Here is chapter 2 for you all! I woke up to so many notifications, I can't tell you how much the response means to me! This is genuinely one of my favourite things I've ever written so I'm glad guys liked even just the first chapter! I can't wait for you to read the rest :)

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[jstarswrites]

In My Nature

Chapter 1

You were early for your tutoring session with Sukuna on Tuesday. You set up at a table easily spotted from the library’s double doors, but with enough privacy that you couldn’t be overheard. You were sure Sukuna didn’t want anyone listening in on his tutoring sessions, or knowing he was flunking Biology. You took a seat at the table, setting out your notes, the Biology textbooks, and your water bottle. You didn’t have high hopes for how this was going to go, if you were honest. But you needed the money, and Sukuna needed to pass Biology. 

He’d hit on you the first day of the year, in your first Biology class of the year. He’d used a terrible pick up line and had basically propositioned you for sex. It had been gross, and you’d avoided him like the plague ever since. Sukuna hadn’t meant to use that stupid pickup line. He’d been nervous. So nervous. He’d never met anyone like you before. He’d been in your English Literature class last year, and you’d been so smart, so kind, and so damn pretty he hadn’t been able to look away. He didn’t do relationships. He barely even did sex, hating to be touched by strangers. And the girls he did know were all… different from you. He liked you. And he tried to ask you out and messed up so badly you hated him. So clearly he just shouldn’t talk to girls at all.

Sukuna arrived precisely at nine on the dot, carrying two cups of take out coffee. You raised an eyebrow at him as he set one in front of you before taking the seat opposite. 

‘What’s this?’ You asked, waiting to see what the coffee was going to cost you before you touched it. Call you cynical, but nothing was for free. There were always strings.

‘Call it a peace offering,’ Sukuna said, crossing his fingers under the table that you wouldn’t throw it in his face.

See? Strings.

You sighed. ‘Fine. I will attempt to be polite and civil with you. At the very least, I’m a damn good tutor, and you need my help. I can work with that.’

‘Thanks,’ he grunted, trying not to smile at your response. He’d done something right. 

You got to work, explaining that you’d be essentially redoing the course with him, since that’s what he’d be tested on. You worked from the notes you’d made, the professor’s presentation, and the textbooks they’d made you all buy. Sukuna wasn’t stupid, not by a long shot, he just had trouble focusing for more than five minutes at a time. 

‘I don’t get it,’ he groaned, running a hand over his face and sliding down in his chair. 

He got grumpy when things weren’t going his way you’d noticed.

‘Hmm,’ you said thoughtfully. ‘What sort of things do you like?’

He stared at you. 

Were you trying to get to know him?

What was happening right now?

‘Uh,’ he managed, his brain short circuiting. ‘What?’

‘Well, your clearly not interested in biology.’

‘It’s alright,’ he shrugged. ‘Just not sure how it’s useful for me.’

‘You’re on the hockey team, right?’ You said, leaning back in your chair and stretching your arms above your head, Sukuna’s eyes glued to the motion. 

‘Yeah.’

‘So what’s your plan? Like if you get injured and have to quit, do you have a backup plan?’ You asked, folding your arms and leaning on the table to look at him.

He nodded, feeling scrutinised under your gaze. ‘Yeah, uh, though not sure what to do just yet.’

‘How so?’

‘I’ve got either personal trainer or maybe sports medicine so far,’ he explained.

‘Well, then you’ll need biology for both of those,’ you told him. ‘You need to know the names of muscles, how they work, the best way to make them stronger and why. And even if you stay in hockey, it wouldn’t hurt to know which bones you’re breaking.’

Sukuna let out a low chuckle at that.

You ignored the swooping feeling in your navel at the sound. 

‘Alright, princess, if you can connect it hockey I’ll try and focus more,’ he said, shooting you a devilish grin.

You rolled your eyes at him. ‘I’ll try, but focusing isn’t your problem. Stop letting your mind drift. Work on being present in the moment.’

‘Uh, what?’

‘How often do you find yourself drifting when you’re supposed to be paying attention to something?’

‘All the time,’ he admitted. ‘Unless it’s hockey plays, or the doc tryna tell me what to do so’s I don’t injure myself more.’

You shook your head at him, but you were smiling. ‘You should listen to the doctor. Or you’ll end up taking yourself out.’

Sukuna tilted his head to the side, pondering over your words.

‘Huh, hadn’t thought of that.’

You smiled at him, and he ignored the heat that rushed to his cheeks.

‘I know how to help you,’ you told him.

‘You do?’

‘Yeah, you need to know why something is worth your time, yeah?’

Sukuna leaned forward in sudden excitement, his face close to yours as he leaned across the table. ‘Yes,’ he said emphatically. ‘If it’s not important then why am I wasting my time with it? You get it! You actually… you get it.’

You smiled again. ‘Okay, I can do that. I can make sure you understand why this is important. But some of it will just be because it’s on the exam you need to pass in order to stay on the team.’

‘Yeah, but that makes sense to me,’ he said. ‘And that’s worth my time.’

‘Got it,’ you said. ‘I’ll put together a plan for Friday and we’ll start anew then.’

You got to your feet, and the two of you left the library, Sukuna holding the door open and forming a barrier when a group of people swarmed past you, stopping them from walking into you. 

He said your name softly, making you pause and look at him.

‘Thank you,’ he said. ‘I mean it, for tutoring me at all, for agreeing to let the past be the past, for giving me another chance. For trying to work with me rather than telling me to just work harder.’

You took a step towards him. ‘I don’t know who told you to just work harder, but they’re an asshole.’

He let out a surprised chuckle at that.

‘And you’re not dumb, Sukuna,’ you said. ‘You just learn differently. And that’s not a bad thing.’

He nodded. ‘See you Friday?’

‘Yep, see you then,’ you said, smiling and waving before turning away.

Sukuna watched you go.

You were even more impressive than he’d first thought.

And damn if that wasn’t making him like you all the more.

So that's chapter 1! I'm so so excited for you all to read this one, it came out so much better than I was expecting and I think the hybrid smau format really works. I love smau's they're some of my favourite things to read, but I also really like to write. Writing in short form like this, each chapter has about 1.5k words is actually really easy and pretty chill compared to my usual 5k 😂

Taglist is still open for this fic, and it is complete. So I'm just posting the chapters now. I never post anything unless I've finished it to avoid disappointment.

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[jstarswrites]

In My Nature

When Sukuna needs tutoring in biology, or he'll fail and be cut from the hockey team, there's only one person he can go to. You. You, who hates his guts, and has from the moment you met. He'd tried to hit on you and you'd looked at him like a squashed bug. Ever since, he's been unable to forget you. And now he needs your help.

Can he find a way to get you to stop hating him, and will he find the words for what he feels for you?

This fic is complete! As always, this fic is fully written so I'm just posting chapters until they're all out. New chapter daily at 8pm bst, starting from Monday the 25th. If you'd like to be tagged for this fic reply to this post.

This fic is a hybrid smau and written fic, about 1k to 1.5k words per chapter. Trying something new, since I like to make the smaus and I like to write. And some moments need to be written, like almost kisses and *tension*. Reader is a plant girly, punk/goth aesthetic, with sukuna as an alt/punk jock, cause I feel like he fits that real well.

This is the first in a jjk frat au series, which you can find here.

I don't own these characters except for Reader, and I do not consent to my works being reposted here or on other sites, and I definitely do not consent to my works being fed to A.I. Keep your grubby little paws off my works or I'll set demons on you, 'kay? ☺️

Dividers by @uzmacchiato

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter12

[jstarswrites]

Reblogging as this comes out in 24 hours and I just finished proofreading the last chapter! So excited for you all to read this one 🖤

[satoruslovey]

Frat!sukuna x soft!reader

In which sukuna gets shy and forgets how to speak when you fix his chain in front of his frat brothers

A reference to this series

It’s a friday night.

You had come over to the frat house after class, by now it was normal for you to randomly show up. It was the end of the week, with your body and mind both sore and tired from all the work you’ve done all week , eyes heavy, you went straight to sukuna’s room, plopped on his bed, and drifted to sleep.

How many hours had passed since you fell asleep , Three? Four? You don’t even know , you sit up , rubbing the sleep out of your eyes , with no signs of sukuna around, your throat is so dry it feels like thorns are pricking at it.

Now you were downstairs looking for water.

Unbeknownst to you, everyone’s already there ,

The second you stepped into the kitchen, Shoko noticed you first.

Then Sukuna.

And just like always, something in him changed immediately.

He’d been leaning against the counter beside Toji and Geto, lazily picking apart some story Gojo was telling while half the room listened in amusement. Tattoos stretched beneath the sleeves of his black shirt, rings catching against the fluorescent kitchen light every time he gestured.

He looked Confident and Sharp-edged. Like he always did.

Then his eyes landed on you and as soon as they did,His posture straightened subtly.

The tension in his jaw eased.

Like his entire nervous system recalibrated.

You walked over quietly, still sleepy enough that you barely noticed everyone watching. Sukuna’s gaze followed you the entire way until you stopped in front of him.

“You okay?” he asked immediately.

“Mhm.” Your voice came out soft from exhaustion. Then your eyes caught on the silver chain hanging crooked beneath the collar of his shirt. “Your chain’s twisted.”

“Huh?”

Without thinking much of it, you stepped closer.

Conversation around the kitchen slowly faded.

Your fingers brushed lightly against the cool metal resting against his throat as you fixed the clasp, carefully straightening where it had turned sideways against his skin.

And Sukuna went completely still and no,

Not in a dramatic way.

But the kind where someone forgets how to function entirely.

His hand tightened slightly around the cup he was holding while he stared down at you, breathing quieter ,shoulders stiff beneath your touch.

Gojo blinked. Then blinked again.

“No fucking way.”

You didn’t even notice.

You were too focused on fixing the chain properly, fingers brushing against the warm skin of his neck every few seconds.

“There,” you murmured finally. “Better.”

Silence.

You looked up confused.

Every single person in the kitchen was staring.

Toji looked moments away from losing consciousness laughing. Geto had physically covered his mouth trying to hide a grin while Shoko watched like she’d just witnessed a rare astronomical event.

Gojo pointed directly at Sukuna.

“HE’S BLUSHING.”

Your eyes snapped back upward instantly And there it was.

Faint pink dusting across Sukuna’s ears and creeping slowly over the bridge of his nose while he looked at you like his brain had short-circuited.

Your lips parted slightly to say something,

“…wait.”

“Shut the fuck up,” Sukuna muttered towards Gojo without taking his eyes off you once.

That only made everyone laugh harder.

“Oh this is BAD,” Geto said through laughter. “He’s gone.”

“To think,” Shoko sighed dramatically, “the campus plague finally domesticated.”

“Fuck off.” He told them.

But there was no bite in it.

Not really.

Because you were still standing close enough for him to feel the warmth coming off your body, your fingers lightly resting against his chest after fixing the chain.

And Sukuna looked wrecked by it.

You smiled , you just couldn’t hold it in.

“Aww,” you teased softly. “You’re embarrassed?”

His eyes narrowed immediately, but it lacked its usual sharpness.

“Don’t start.”

“You’re literally red.”

“I am not.”

“You kinda are,” Toji interrupted giddily.

Gojo looked ready to pass away from excitement. “I HAVE NEVER SEEN THIS MAN EXPERIENCE HUMAN EMOTION.”

Before you could say anything else, Sukuna suddenly grabbed your wrist gently and tugged you against his chest.

A small startled sound left you as his arm settled around your waist instinctively, keeping you tucked against his side like proximity itself calmed him down.

“Enough,” he muttered lowly.

But when you tilted your head up at him, smiling still lingering on your lips, the blush deepened anyway.

And the kitchen absolutely lost its mind.

“HE GOT SHY.”

“THIS IS INSANE.”

“Somebody take a picture.”

“I’m gonna be sick,” Gojo announced dramatically.

Sukuna flipped everyone off immediately.

Yet even while doing it, his thumb rubbed absentminded circles against your waist beneath the hoodie.

Like touching you had already become second nature to him.

He had learnt to be gentle with you at all times, which was kinda shocking for someone like him, but he did.

And when you reached up one more time to flatten the collar of his shirt, Sukuna leaned down automatically without even realizing he’d done it.

The room erupted so loudly someone from upstairs yelled asking if a fight broke out.

Everyone was enjoying this way to much.

Meanwhile Sukuna buried his face briefly against the top of your head, muttering,

“You’re never coming downstairs with me again.”

You could only laugh a little because you know that’s far from the truth.

Note : i want to write so much fluff for them 🤍

[jstarswrites]

Soft kuna 🥰