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dream first date with frat!kuna (shy!reader) pt.2 of this
never in a million years did you expect your first date to be at your favorite stationary shop. the owner was this adorable grandma that knew your name since you frequented her store often. it’s where you shopped for all your pens, notebooks, and highlighters from—plus any cute miscellaneous things that caught your eye.
sukuna picked you up at 3pm on the dot in his fancy sports car. you took note of the car brand to research later. it was the least you could do, he was taking you to a store that specialized in aesthetic stickers, which was totally not his scene…but, you appreciated his effort.
the second you sat in the passenger seat, he handed you the wire for aux. “surprise me.”
crap, you weren’t sure what he would like. you've never really talked about music to get a good enough idea of what was acceptable to play around him…in his car too, mind you. you chewed your bottom lip anxiously and skimmed your playlist. you were taking way too long, but you didn't have even the slightest idea of what to play. you felt his eyes on you. he was probably confused on why you were taking five million years to play a single song.
"don't overthink it. just play what you like," he said. "i wanna hear what you listen to when you're making our study plans," he smirked at you. you froze. how did he know that…
as if he could read your mind: "i've seen you, before our sessions, going through your practice problems and flashcards, headphones on and all. you're pretty thorough." oh. the thought of him watching you go over your session notes made you a bit self conscious. were you really that thorough? what a big word for him. how could he tell just by watching from afar? and why in the world was he watching in the first place?
"wait—so you just watch me like some stalker?" you teased him. you noticed the way the tip of his ears turned a blush pink. you had no idea teasing him had that effect on him. you needed to do it more.
"nah, i just so happened to come a little early and saw you already hard at work without me there." he scoffed, lips curving into an exaggerated frown. he pulled into a parking space and put the car in park. "it's okay though, you can make it up to me by putting me onto ball at this store."
you sighed dramatically and pretended to think about it. "hmm, i guess i could. you know, charity work is good for my applications," you shot back with a huge grin on your face.
he gaped at you and you smirked. corny teasing did the trick it seems like. though, he didn't expect you to come up with something so quickly. but you were smart —you were his tutor for goodness sake—so he needed to step his game up.
"oh, so you've got jokes now?"
"i've always had jokes, you just weren't smart enough to comprehend them." you blurted out. you clasped your hand over your mouth. was that too far? the charity work joke was light, but you basically just called him dumb. and he wasn't. at least, not really? you contemplating folding and apologizing profusely so he didn't think you were a jerk, but his grin only grew wider.
"yeah well, luckily, i have you now."
the air in your lungs thinned as your heart thumped rapidly. it was like it was threatening to explode. it's moments like these where it didn't matter how clever you were. his words—plain to the naked eye—dug deep, stunning your fast tracked mind into absolute shock. he said them so simply, like he was merely just stating facts, but they were so much more to you. they hinted that he possibly thought of you in That way and you weren't delusional. at least, not completely.
"yes, yes you do." you quickly looked away, flustered at just his words once again, and reached for the car door.
"hold on." he said abruptly. you shot him a puzzled look as he got out of the car and jogged over to your side of the car. the way your eyes widened when what he was doing dawned on you made he only made his smile grow bigger as he opened the car door.
“jesus woman, it looks like your eyes are about to pop out of their sockets.”
you blinked rapidly at him before getting out of the car. you cleared your throat to buy yourself sometime to recover. of course you sold the bag by being a dork over him opening your door. but you couldn’t help it. you liked how he was with you. it was sweet and made you blush…like excessively. it was bad.
“thank you,” you mumbled softly as he closed the car door shut. he shoved his hands in his pockets and shrugged. “no big deal, just doing what every guy should do.” he took in your flustered state with a quick glance. “i’m guessing this might be the first time in a while?”
“first time…ever.” you corrected him, voice barely above a whisper. your dating life was pretty much non existent considering the fact you were too afraid to talk to people and you were convinced that you were reading too much into things half the time. sukuna was the exact opposite, having his fair share of girlfriends. you’ve heard some of the stories too. how close they got was a stark contrast from what you’ve done.
“how am i doing then?” he asked, a little to confidently. your embarrassment dissolved as you crossed your arms. “not bad, could be better.” you teased him again. he didn’t make you feel bad about it. you were glad, you were sure the shame would swallow you whole if he had.
“yes ma’am,” he replied. he gestured to the store. “time to step into my mastermind tutor’s world.”
you scoffed and walked up to the store door. “this is my safe haven. that’s a better way to put it.”
he opened the door and held it for you. “wait…does that mean i’m special?” he raised an eyebrow as he waited for you to walk in. he followed behind you and waited patiently, expecting a response. by default, he was special. you’ve never done anything remotely close to this with any of your other peers you've tutored with. but would pointing that out water down how monumental this truly was? it’s your first ever date. you’ve watched enough romcoms to have high expectations, and he wasn’t doing too bad. you decided right there and then to take a leap of faith.
“i suppose you could say that…” you trailed off. okay, you never said it was a big leap. he grinned at you, but his attention shifted as pam approached the two of you.
“i’ve been wondering when you’d come back to visit me,” she squealed. “ooo, and you brought a guest? my, my, my, isn’t he handsome? who’s this?”
you wished for a way to disappear. you forgot how strong of a personality she was. you’d been needing to warn sukuna, though he seemed to be eating it up.
“you’re too kind,” he replied with the fattest grin on his face. “i’m sukuna, nice to meet you. and you are?” he asked, extending his hand out.
“pamela. but you can call me pam,” she took his hand with a wink. she turned to you, smile still huge. “you have excellent taste, i’m proud. you look so cute together.”
“thanks pam,” you mumbled, embarrassed out of your mind. she was adorable, yes, but there wasn't anything crazy going on here. you didn’t want to scare him off. “i’ve missed you. i had to cut myself off, i was draining my bank account.”
she laughed and shook her head. “oh honey, don’t worry. i’m just glad to see your face again. now,” she clasped her hands together. “anything you have in mind? i received a new shipment of pens and stickers if any of you needed some…” her eyes darted between the two of you.
you shook your head. “oh, it’s okay. he’s looking for the same highlighters i use actually, that’s why we’re here.”
“alright, then i’ll leave you two to it!” she exclaimed, disappearing as quickly as she appeared.
you turned to sukuna with a small smile. “sorry about that, she’s a bit…” you hesitated. you weren’t sure how to explain it. excited you had a “boyfriend.” he wasn’t anything of the sort.
“what? no i loved her. she’s funny.”
you tilted your head at him. “okay, just making sure. let’s go find the highlighters.”
you led the way to the infamous corner where she had her highlighter display. infamous because it’s where a lot of your money has gone. not only did it have highlighters, it had stickers, pens, and bakery themed erasers… your weaknesses. you kept your eyes zeroed in on the highlighters. you were out of mysterious sources of income, so you couldn’t afford to go ham.
“lo and behold. the savior of my grades. now i definitely won’t get kicked out of college.” he reached out to grab a packet, but stopped abruptly. “wait—why are there so many different versions, what the hell??” his eyes scanned the rows. “pastel rainbow. pastel pink. pastel cotton candy, pastel…” he listed off. “i just want the one you have, holy crap.”
you snorted. he couldn’t be serious. “i have several of these actually, so just pick your favorite. odds are i probably already have it.”
he sighed. “it’ll take forever to pick one. pastel sunset, pastel gelato,” he muttered under his breath and started to search. a soft laugh bubbled out of you from the sight of the fraternity leader going crazy over pastel markers. you’ve truly seen it all.
in the corner of your eye, you saw a display you haven’t seen before. you walked up to got and almost gasped. it must be the new shipment pam had mentioned earlier. stickers and pens galore—they lined the shelves and your heart broke into too. they were so adorable. you wanted them all. too bad your bank account wouldn’t be able to take it. it was a stationary geek’s wet dream.. your wet dream. you just stared in awe, taking it all in. you didn’t notice sukuna spearing behind you, arms full of aesthetic highlighter packets.
“these are so you,” a voice said behind you. you spun around to see the pink haired man siding you carefully. “i’d definitely see you having these things. this pink vomit.”
“you say that while having pink hair,” you pointed out, slightly annoyed. this idiot.
“…good point.”
you both laughed and shook your head at his stupidity. “i’m joking, i love your pink vomit, it’s much better than mine.” he gestured to the packets in his arms. “so, what’s it gonna be?”
“huh?”
he nodded to the display in front of you. “what do you want from there?”
you waved your hands frantically, alarmed by his gestures “nothing, it’s okay, i’m just looking since she mentioned it earlier and all.” you plastered a fake smile on your face, but somehow, he saw right through you
“bull. you’ve been starring at it longingly the whole time i was getting the markers. pick what you want or else—” he narrowed his eyes at you.
“or else… what?” you challenged him.
“i’ll buy the whole thing.” he said simply. it took everything in you to not laugh in his face. the only time he bluffed this hard was when he was sure his answer was right over yours during tutoring, and everyone knew how that ended. you were in shock. this was not first date behavior. this was a whole other beast.
“you don’t believe me?”
“…not really, no,” you admitted. who would?
without a word, he turned and marched to the cash register. you followed, hot on his heels, absolutely terrified of how this would play out.
“pam, sweet pam,” he started off. you rolled your eyes. “would you please encourage her to pick something from the new display that she likes. she won’t stop eyeing it.”
pam peered over her reading glasses. “well, of course! let him spoil you. and me too," she giggled. "i'm just joking, no pressure on either side."
sukuna glanced at you over his shoulder. "take your pick."
maybe he wasn't bluffing. frankly, all of this was ridiculous and unserious. you walked back over to the display, dragging your feet. you grabbed a restock of stickers and made your way back to the cashier's counter.
sukuna swiped his card with the biggest grin on his face. you pouted, but the second you said goodbye to pam, you thanked him.
"thank you so much...even though you basically peer pressured me into doing it." you said half jokingly.
he unlocked the car and shrugged. "you constantly set time aside to take care of other people to make sure they succeed, including me, so you deserve a treat for yourself. there's no need to thank me, don't be ridiculous."
he opened your car door and you scrambled to get in. as he started the car you just sat there, processing what he said. he wasn't wrong, but you didn't want him to feel obligated to do this. to feel like he owed you. you tutored people because you genuinely liked helping them—and the subjects too of course.
"thanks 'kuna, that means a lot," you started, reaching to buckle your seatbelt. "but i don't want you feel like you owed me a favor back or anything. i love our sessions, they are fulfilling enough." you reassured him. you played with your hands in your lap, anxiety bubbling in your stomach.
he furrowed his brows and frowned. "i did it because i want to. i know how badly you wanted them too, you aren't slick," he shook his head, "maybe we just, you know, enjoy each other's company and wanna see the other happy?"
you pressed your lips together, eyes widening at his words. you nodded slowly before looking away and he laughed. "okay, rate our first date?"
he actually called it a date. you didn't expect that. sure it was pretty obvious, but still...it felt good to hear.
"10/10!" you beamed at him.
he smirked, pleased with himself. "i agree. now, the real question is... is your playlist 10/10?" he handed the wire over for the second time today and this time, you grabbed it with confidence. you weren't as self conscious around him as you were earlier. you had fun today. you already put him on one today, might as well add to the list.
"be prepared. you heard pam... i have excellent taste"
he laughed and the two of you jammed out all the way back home.
frat!sukuna has a massive crush on his shy tutor ! ⟡ : college au : flirting : sukuna has a soft spot for reader : pining : teasing . . more as updated
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ex-husband katsuki! who you’d been with since you were in high school and he was just a loudmouth teenager training to be a pro-hero. your first love. high school sweetheart. first kiss. first everything.
ex-husband katsuki! who promised you the world and followed through. almost followed through.
ex-husband katsuki! who surprised you with the news of his agency opening over a home cooked meal on the back patio of your shared apartment. not only that, he surprised you with a proposal. your hand in his for life.
ex-husband katsuki! who, as a wedding gift, bought a house big enough for the two of you and whatever the hell else you could ever dream of.
ex-husband katsuki! who did everything in his power to make sure you never had to want for anything. working extra hard and staying behind long hours at the agency. in hopes that after a few years, he’d have enough money to never leave your side again.
ex-husband katsuki! who started sleeping on the couch after his shifts in fear of waking you up after seeing how peaceful you always were when sleeping. he couldn’t stand the thought. he’d just have to hope you’d be awake before he had to leave again.
ex-husband katsuki! who had been so busy with working, he’d almost forgotten your anniversary coming up. until he didn’t. he even booked a small weekend getaway. letting everyone know he’d be gone and not to bother him. no excuses.
ex-husband katsuki! who left early that day to come home to you. he even stopped for flowers. your favorite, too. only to be met with one of his worst nightmares. no. it was his worst. you were gone, and so were all of your things.
ex-husband katsuki! who had no idea what, when, or why this was happening. he never knew you were feeling this way. maybe that’s the fucking problem. he didn’t know anything about you anymore. anything except that he’d lost you.
ex-husband katsuki! who didn’t put up a fight. he signed the papers because you asked him to. he still has no fucking idea why he was stupid enough to do it. did you really want this? because he didn’t. of everything he imagined for the two of you, this was the last thing he ever thought would happen.
ex-husband katsuki! who desperately stopped at nothing. he offered for you to take the house. his car. the savings he’s set aside for you so far…nothing short of an even bigger heartbreak when you refused all of it. you didn’t want any of it. you didn’t want anything. why wouldn’t you just take something? at least his guilt would grow smaller.
ex-husband katsuki! who spent weeks. no, months on end going through every scenario. wondering where it all went wrong. a moment to pin. the night you met. wishing on every shooting star that you’d come back to him one day.
ex-husband katsuki! who learned from a friend you were moving on. it didn’t make him angry. even worse, it left him with an indescribable feeling in his chest. he couldn’t imagine it. you with someone else. you being with another person longer than you’d been with him. years down the line. still off to the side watching the life he could of had pass before his very eyes.
ex-husband katsuki! who almost fucks it all up again by texting you. he couldn’t help himself any longer. he just couldn’t bear the thought of someone else learning you. your habits. your skin. your sounds. the way you…fuck. whined against his neck.
ex-husband katsuki! who learns his best friends are engaged. who also happen to be…your best friends. meaning you’ll be sucked into each other’s space again no matter what.
ex-husband katsuki! who searches for any and everything that might help him in getting his wife back. even if it means dragging your drunk ass out of mina and kirishima’s engagement party and bringing you home with him…he even washed your hair. not that you’d remember. maybe you wouldn’t hate him too much when you wake up and realize where you are, and that he took care of you.
ex-husband katsuki! who watches you all night at the bar during the bachelor and bachelorette party. even when some random shows up, throwing herself on him, doing anything for a sliver of his attention. only for it to still be on you. your curves. the way your lips scrunch when you’re upset. were you? upset? but by the time he makes his way over to ask, you’ve disappeared.
ex-husband katsuki! who drunkenly invites you to his hotel room. (not much of a drunken thought) but nonetheless, his heart almost tears right through his stomach when his door opens and there you are.
ex-husband katsuki! who just couldn’t fucking believe it. you were here. with him. asleep in his arms for the first time in such a long time. he was scared to even fall asleep. in fear that you’ll somehow disappear from his arms in his dreams. and that you did.
ex-husband katsuki! who has you under him almost every single night after. you’d swear to everyone you love that you hate him and will never forgive him. but never in his ear late at night when your body remembers everything your heart swore to forget.
ex-husband katsuki! who’s always coming up with new reasons to see you. a package delivered to his doorstep. your favorite artist releasing music. offering you rides. (all sorts of them)
ex-husband katsuki! who gets a little too jealous watching you hold conversations with men who should be him. the thought of you being with them the way you were with him only minutes before coming to this damn rehearsal dinner. he feels partly defeated. he thought things were finally going his way.
ex-husband katsuki! who brings a date to the wedding despite his overgrown and undeniable feelings for you. he only immediately regrets it. especially seeing how upset you are. today was supposed to be about love. not his own damn ego.
ex-husband katsuki! who sits with you hours after it’s over and everyone has gone home. helping you clean and pack things up while also reminiscing about the small, intimate details from your own wedding.
ex-husband katsuki! who starts showing up again. more and more. to the point you’ve become overwhelmed with emotions yourself. what if he hasn’t changed? what if the next time is no different?
ex-husband katsuki! who’s never once taken his wedding ring off since the divorce. except for when he’ll be seeing you. even then, he puts it around his chain and tucks it into his collar or back pocket. no one around him has given him shit about it yet. but you would.
ex-husband katsuki! who cooks for you every night. just like the old times when he first learned to cook and made a date out of it. the curry was burnt, but thank goodness his cooking skills improved over the years.
ex-husband katsuki! who can’t take not being your husband anymore. he’d say anything. do anything. he just wants you to take him back. he’d even beg on his knees if you’d only ask.
ex-husband katsuki! who goes out on a limb, heart in his hand holding out for you. “marry me again, please.” he takes your hand one random night after dinner…though he was supposed to be leaving. this time he doesn’t.
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⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀sukuna adores how girly you are. the cute feminine outfits; the soft light makeup; the gentleness of your touch — he loves it all. he will do everything and anything to pamper you, even if it is with a frown on his face. because deep down, he loves to spoil you and will do whatever it takes to get you what you want.
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀what he loves most though is the shiny, pretty lipgloss you always put on. the way you smack your lips and the way the pink tint complements you so beautifully makes his dick hard in an instant.
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀he'll have his hand tangled in your, shoving your mouth deep down on his cock, your nose nearly tickling his happy trail. he groans at the way you suck your cheeks in and how your tongue glides on the underside of his cock.
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀he relentlessly thrusts his hips into your mouth, his fat tip bruising the back of your throat. you're gagging around his thick cock, gripping onto his fat thighs and digging your manicured nails into his flesh. he just can't seem to stop himself, rutting into you and admiring the way your pretty, glossy lips wrap around his length. he's throbbing inside your mouth, little drops of pre already leaking from his flushed tip and going down your throat. gosh, he's already close to climax and he truly just can't get enough of you!
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀sukuna smirks at the way your sweet doe eyes peer up at him, blinking away the little tears pooling at your lash lines. he swipes his thumb across your cheek, though in an almost derisive manner. "fuck baby." he purrs popping your mouth off his spit-stained dick. "you're so pretty like this."
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀there's a bit of drool dribbling from the side of your mouth and he wipes that away, then his thumb comes to gently caress your bottom lip. "mmm your gloss is all gone." he whispers, bending down to reach your level. "gotta reapply that again f'me, my pretty girl."
in which sukuna is completely enamoured with your new attire ⊹ fem!reader ⋮ fluff + suggestive ＼ 1.7k words
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀your husband had been rather busy with his noble duties — which simply meant being occupied by demolishing and terrorising the nearby village peoples for their lax worship towards both him and yourself and doing his best to create some alliances with other powerful curses, as per your request. thus you'd been left alone for the last few days by yourself to the confines of the majestic shrine, the sole company of yours being uraume.
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀you were really beginning to miss his presence — your chambers were now always so much quieter without his loud snoring reverberating against the four walls; the halls sounded empty without his booming footsteps echoing everywhere; any outings were so boring without his incessant complaining behind your back（even though he'd help you pick out whatever it was the moment you asked him and would blithely carry all the bags for you.）
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀to clear your mind and hopefully distract yourself from all of this, you decided to have yourself a lavish bath. it had been quite some time you'd done so, the last time being with sukuna for your anniversary a few months ago . . though the state of the powder room left a lot up for deliberation on whether or not the pair of you had actually got clean in any which way.
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀uraume had prepared the bath for you — beautiful lavender essences thrown into the water, a plethora of rose petals scattered over, and a great soothing oil poured in of their creation. oh it was all perfect! except for the fact that you were still missing your husband and that aching in your heart seemed to grow tenfold as you continued to sit idle and alone in the massive tub.
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀so with a defeated sigh, you stepped out the bath as the warm water trickled down your body and the cool air tickled your skin. you grabbed for your towel, wiping yourself dry whilst humming one of sukuna's favourite hymns. you were about to wrap your robes around yourself when you noticed the familiar white nightgown that your beloved wore each night hanging right beside you. you fiddled with the fabric, the silk soft against your fingers and that signature acrid scent of his clinging on to the gown.
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀you took it off the hook and draped it over yourself. the gown practically engulfed you whole — the sleeves were much too long for your arms; most of your chest was visible; the gown reached beyond your feet and the marbled floor, much like the train of a wedding veil. but it didn't matter to you. all that you cared about was that you felt somewhat closer to him, basking in his scent and imagining how his calloused skin felt against yours and how he would imbibe you whole with his gigantic stature.
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀you sauntered out with a little pep in your step, hugging his garments closer to your chest as you inhaled his scent that always brought a sense of calm over you. the servants and chambermaids watched as you practically skipped down the halls, the giddiest smile stretched across your face. and they all but smiled along with you, knowing that you were simply a wife longing for their spouse to come back home.
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀you soon found yourself in the gardens that he had crafted for you with the most gorgeous and colourful flowers, all of your favourite ones around beautifully arranged with a stunning fountain right in the centre. you sat on the shiny alabaster, letting the tiny water droplets touch your skin. you clutch on to the gown, wrapping it even tighter around yourself and daydreaming about the times you and sukuna have wandered through this lovely place, idly chatting about everything and anything under the sun.
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀as you got lost in your thoughts about walking hand in hand with your dearest, those familiar thudding footsteps you'd come to miss resounded throughout the gardens and reverberated heavily through your entire body. you whipped your head around and you saw that hulking frame strut towards you, the smallest almost imperceptible smile peeking through his lips with his cheeks tinted a rose pink.
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀"ryomen!" you exclaimed excitedly, dashing to him and flinging yourself on to him. he caught you effortlessly, each of his four arms caging you in entirely. he buried his face into your hair, inhaling in your sweet scent and adoring the way you clung onto him, telling him just how much you missed him — your sweetness was what he needed after having been surrounded by carnage over the last few days, wishing for nothing more than to be by your side with every second that ticked away.
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀sukuna was the one to let go first, looking at you with such reverence like he'd nearly forgotten what you looked like. as he took you in, he noticed the comically large nightgown you were wearing and he was confused as to why you were wearing something so ill-fitting. that is until he saw the black and white sash tied around your waist, barely cinching the gown and keeping you covered . . which let him get a peak of your plush breasts pressed up against him. the very thing he had been fantasising about since he had been away.
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀sukuna felt his face flush even darker, his cocks beginning to chub up inside the constraints of his bottoms and his grip on you only grew tighter. he could not believe that he was about to crumble just from the mere sight of your clothed bossom and you wearing his apparel, and he was trying his very best not to let it show. he wasn't doing an entirely good job however!
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀"why are you wearing my robes?" he asked, voice low and breathy. to anyone else, he sounded as if he were miffed but you knew him better than anybody. and the erections rubbing up against you was enough to confirm your suspicions about his rather abashed demeanour.
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀"i missed you, that's all." you replied sweetly, trailing a line of kisses over his scarred face. he just let out a soft grunt, his large hands roaming all over your body. he felt so silly — the king of curses being reduced to a pile of mush by a simple mortal showing some skin and looking so adorable adorning his garments. how pathetic, he thought to himself.
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀sukuna slowly set you back down to your feet, though his palms still lingered on your skin for a few moments before he pulled away. he didn't say another word before he padded out of the gardens. you called out to him but he didn't even look back, an unreadable expression etched onto his features. you felt your heart sink, both hurt and confused at his behaviour. was he not as thrilled to see you as you were? had you done something to upset him within the few moments you'd interacted just now? sometimes your husband could be an absolute enigma of a man.
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀you were just about to take your own leave when uraume popped in. they had a somewhat embarrassed look on them which was very out of character. they didn't say a word as they hooked their arms around yours, pulling you back to the fountain. they instructed you to sit down and you blinked in confusion, obliging nonetheless. they started to fiddle with your robes, letting it rest prettily off your shoulders so your complexion gleamed under the sunlight. they combed through your hair with their fingers, fixing it until it looked flattering. you kept questioning them about all of this and their only response . . "the lord's orders, your highness."
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀then right on cue, he came thundering back inside with his personal dauber scurrying behind him with his tools and a canvas in hand. you were once again left in utter bewilderment at the whole scene unfolded before you — the dauber who had planted his equipment in front of you; sukuna who was whispering to him what seemed to be some sort of instructions; and uraume who was colouring your lips with your favourite cherry tint.
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀sukuna walked towards you, brushing away a strand of hair that had fallen in front of your face. he leaned down, softly kissed your lips and mused, "just sit still and pretty. i have requested a painting of yours to be done just as you are."
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀your cheeks begun to warm, your heart fluttered wildly, and you couldn't help smiling up so dearly at him. "oh my you really adore me in your robes, don't you?" you teased, giving his cheek the tiniest pinch. he only grunted in response but from the way his face had turned rosier and how he couldn't maintain eye contact with you, you knew you were unmistakably right. even after all these years together, your wrathful husband still found ways to show his undying love and devotion for you . . quietly yet still so loud.
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀you gazed into his crimson eyes, batting your lashes all pretty-like and giving him that sickeningly sweet smile of yours. your fingers looped into the waistband of his bottoms and you tugged on them, indicating that you wanted him to lower himself. he did without hesitancy and you whispered coyly into his ear, "would you prefer me without these garments, my lord?"
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀sukuna narrowed his eyes at you, not out of anger but out of amusement as the corner of his lips tugged up into that impudent smirk of his. he too whispered lowly into your ear with a lascivious edge to his voice, "only if i am the one to paint you. for now, you be as you are and tonight i shall reward you handsomely for your service, my darling wife."
