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๐๐๐๐ก 5: ๐กโ๐ ๐ก๐๐ข๐กโ ๐๐๐๐ข๐ก ๐๐๐๐ก ๐๐๐ฆ๐
part 1 here part 2 here part 3 here part 4 here โ previous โหเฟ next โ part 6 coming soon
fem! afab! reader, toxic-ish sukuna, hurt/comfort, sweet! reader, eventual smut, language, mature content, substance use
a/n: omg over 800 followers??? thank you sm for your support!!! <3 literally can't believe it. This part is almost like a filler part because i wanted some drama before we continued. So next part we will finally get some relationship development if yk what i mean ;)
For the thousandth time that day, you thought about him again.
You shouldn't have. You should have been focusing on your lecture or what your friends were saying. You should have been studying for the quiz you had tomorrow,ย which you were probably going to fail now.
You definitely shouldn't have been thinking about Frat! Sukuna, or his lidded eyes, that crooked smile that showed off a canine and a dimple.
You were upset that he ghosted you for a week, but now you wish it had been for longer, then maybe you could focus better.
You also barely knew the guy. Sure, the "date" you both had two nights ago resulted in deep conversations, more than just "what's your favorite color", but it still wasn't enough. Not for you, someone who preferred to know the contents of someone's soul before moving further. The thing was, since that day, you and Sukuna had stayed in contact much more.
In fact, the next time you saw him wasn't after a week. And before you saw him, you and him had been texting all day and night. The day would start with a good morning text and end with a goodnight one. You found yourself updating him throughout the day about the most mundane things: "I'm trying a new coffee order today," or "omg just saw this guy trip lol".
It was unnerving to you, how you found yourself wanting, even enjoying, talking to him. Even though his responses wouldn't be anything more than, "nice," you knew in his word the only text a girl would usually get was, "come over." It felt odd knowing he wanted to get to know you outside of just sex.
It was Tuesday now, a day your classes went until 6 PM, so when you finally stepped out the lecture hall, you were exhausted. Despite being so spent, you still needed to study tonight, so you say goodbye to your friends and head to the conscience store to get an energy drink.
And lo and behold, standing in the large cafeteria adjacent to where you were heading, was Ryomen. He was with...fuck, were those girls? And three of them? Why was Ryomen with three girls, and why were they all giggling and batting their lashes at them like he just saved ten puppies from drowning.
Some weird emotion passed through you, a mixture of anger, annoyance, and jealousy. God, you should have known. You should have known that no matter how nervous and sweet he acted around you, he'd still be getting his game on somewhere else. You not wanting a hookup just meant he'd get it from somewhere else.
Every text you'd sent him since Friday echoed back to you. You felt embarrassed and disgusted. You were sleeping late just to text him, you would stop paying attention in class because he'd be texting you about what stupid stunt his frat brothers pulled that day.
And now you felt foolish. Of course there were other girls, there always is.
As you practically stomp to get your drink and get the fuck out, you make eye contact with him, the last thing you wanted. And what confuses you the most is the absolute, genuine horror that passes through his face. He almost jolts back from the girls, especially the one who was rubbing, rubbing, on his bicep.
You quicken your pace until you're outside his line of sight, and quickly buy what you need. You're about to leave when you see Ryomen making his way towards you.
You keep walking, it was a good distance to your dorm but you had no intention of stopping until you could smack the door in his face and never speak to him again.
"Y/N, wait! It's not what it looked like!"
It's not what it looked like, yeah, said every stupid guy ever.
You push past the crowd of people, hoping to lose Ryomen, but every turn you make, he follows. And even though you normally loved his tall figure, now it was a huge disadvantage because he caught up to you in just a few more strides. You felt a large hand grab your bicep, soft but enough to stop you in your tracks.
You turn around with maybe too much aggression, because Ryomen actually flinches.
"What? Don't you have an orgy to get back to?"
To your horror, he lets out a laugh, and he must have realized how fucked up that is given the situation, and snaps his mouth shut.
"What could possibly be funny right now?"
"Sorry, I just-," he stops, as if figuring out what to say next, "I swear it's not what it looked like."
"No, Ryomen, it's exactly what it looked like. You think you can have every other girl you want and me?"
And again, this fucker smirks.
You splutter in anger, "That's what you're focused on right now!? Not the fact that I saw three girls around you? One of them was caressing you!?"
"C'mon, let's go sit somewhere so I can explain," he tries to direct you somewhere quieter, but you don't let him, slapping his hand away.
"No, I'm heading to my dorm."
"Y/N, I don't even know their names."
"Oh yeah, that makes it better," you say as you continue walking, him right behind you. And then you stop suddenly, and he trips as you whip around.
"You know, I knew I shouldn't have given you a chance, you're just like every other frat guy."
"Do you wanna know where I was headed?"
He stares at you softly, which is completely opposite to the absolute fire in your eyes. It's like your personalities switched. You were normally calm, and he was the fiery one.
"I was coming to pick you up from your class, but they stopped me and asked if I was coming to some stupid sorority event this weekend," he explains calmly.
"So what? You just stood there and let them stick their hands in your pants?"
"No one's hand was anywhere near my pants."
"Ok Ryomen, I don't care, just let me go home."
"Not until you say you believe me."
"You know, technically I don't have to believe you because we're not anything," you stop to gesture between you two, "there isn't anything here, and I was stupid to assume just because you fed me one time it meant something."
He looks visibly upset at that and opens and closes his mouth a few times. You take that as your answer and continue walking.
You're right outside your building now, Ryomen is still hot on your trail. Even when you plan to smack the doors in his face or try to shut the elevator before he can get in, he follows you all the way to your dorm room.
"I'm not letting you in, so you're better off just leaving," you fumed, sliding the key into its lock.
You realized he hasn't spoken for the past five minutes, ever since you said the two of you "had nothing".
"Y/N, please listen," his voice was softer, there was almost a plead in it.
When you turned around you saw his eyebrows were slightly knit together, and he couldn't decide whether to keep his hands in his pockets or not.
"Ryomen, if you're just gonna make up a bullshit lie, I really don't want to hear it because I genuinely don't have time to waste."
"I'm not lying, I swear," he runs a hand through his hair, "I really was coming to your class, I was gonna ask if you wanted to get food, but they just stopped me out of nowhere."
He looked like he actually wanted you to believe him. The way he was almost frantic in his speech, while his eyes flickered all over your face for any possible reaction. It made the anger in your chest die down.
"Okay, let's say you're telling the truth. Is this really what I just have to put up with then? You said you wanted to get to know me, and we talk all the time like this might actually be going somewhere! But if I'm going to always have to worry about other girls, I don't think this can continue."
Just a week ago, you didn't think you'd be upset over seeing him with a few girls. And now you were talking about some "actually going somewhere". When did things get so deep?
"I don't get it." He announces.
"You say we're nothing but then say something different later. You said there isn't anything between us but you're clearly upset I was talking to other girls. Which one is it?"
You're at a loss for words, and instead your mechanism clicks into place to defend yourself.
"T-that's not what this is about!"
"That's exactly what this is about, Y/N." His voice is more stern now. He takes a deep breath in like he's preparing to give a speech, "I'm not gonna say I'm the best guy you could be giving your attention to. Hell, I'm probably at the bottom of the list. But what I know is no woman has ever made me wanna change. Fuck, the word alone makes me shiver."
You're now awkwardly standing in front of your room, part of you wanting to go in and smack the door in his face. The other half wanted to hear him out.
"I'm trying here, okay. And I know I'll fuck up probably a thousand times before you earn my full trust; it's just who I am. But I promise, I'm trying. Even if it's just friends, I don't care. I just-," he looks visibly horrified by his own words, like each one requires great strength to get out, "I like talking to you, and hanging around you. So just hear me out."
You would have to be the stupidest girl on planet earth โ and for all other planets for that matter โ to turn around on him now. You knew you had him wrapped around your finger when he showed up at your dorm on a Friday night with food and a confession of getting nervous around you. But now he was practically spilling his heart's contents, and from what you knew about the man, it was very out of character.
Ryomen Sukuna was known for casual hookups, not calling girls back, and just overall being a stereotypical fuckboy. So him saying "I like hanging around you" means you've definitely got into his head somehow.
"Fine? That's it?" He looks almost offended.
"I'll give it a try, Ryomen, since you practically begged me," a smirk forms on your lips.
He splutters, "I did not beg?!"
You laugh at the slight pink coating the tops of his cheeks.
"I'm kidding. How about you take me out this weekend, you know, make it up to me for causing all this distress?"
"Y'know, usually women don't ask to get asked out," he folds his arms over his chest, his biceps flexing under his shirt.
"Someone has to be the man here." You lean against your doorframe, trying not to salivate at his muscles.
At this, he laughs, a deep rumble that unfortunately shoots straight down, your face heating up.
"Okay, I'll be here Saturday at 5, look pretty."
He smiles, "Can't argue with that."
And with that, you once again somehow give him a chance. You knew you were stepping into dangerous waters, but something about the thrill excited you.
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a/n: finally after weeks of being insanely busy I've managed to get a part out so enjoy!!! Really have no clue when the next part will be out though lolllll! Also pls don't comment for a tag in the next part, the tag list is closed! But feel free to follow to stay updated. And tysm everyone for your support I'm glad people are liking the series!
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