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sukuna proposes to you infront of the laundry machine
โyou put the red sock in with the whites again, didnโt you?โ
you stand in the doorway of the laundry room, arms crossed, trying and failing to hold back your laughter.
sukuna, the king of curses, destroyer of worlds, menace to humanity, was staring at the washing machine like it had personally insulted him.
โit was one sock,โ he mutters, glaring at the slowly turning load through the glass door. โhow was i supposed to know one tiny thing could ruin everything?โ
you walk over and leaned against his arm, peering into the machine. one of his white shirts is now a suspicious shade of pink.
โbecause i told you last week,โ you tease, nudging him with your shoulder.
his eyes narrow at you, but there was no bite to it. not when his hand immediately comes to rest at your waist, pulling you closer with habitual ease.
โyouโre enjoying this far too much.โ
โi am,โ you admit with a grin. โitโs cute.โ
โcute?โ he repeats, sounding offended in the most dramatic way possible. โi am many things, woman. terrifying. powerful. devastatingly handsome.โ
you look up at him. โand cute.โ
he huffs, but the corner of his mouth twitched.
the room fills with the steady hum of the washer and the soft scent of detergent. it is domestic in the strangest, sweetest wayโsomething you never thought youโd associate with sukuna.
he was always so composed in battle, so effortlessly confident in everything he did.
except dates.
dates turned him into the most absurdly nervous man alive.
the first time he took you out, he spent twenty minutes pretending not to care which restaurant you picked, only to nearly crush the steering wheel because he was worried you wouldnโt like the food.
the second date, he showed up with flowers and then acted like they had magically appeared in his hand.
now here he is, looking more tense over laundry than he ever had in a fight.
you reach for the detergent bottle on the shelf above, but before your fingers could touch it, sukuna catches your wrist.
โwait.โ