chungus khan

cried on his shoulder cuz life is hard

[missswurld]

MAKE IT EASY

SYNOPSIS you’ve been ryomen sukunas friend since you two were only little. It’s never been easy having to deal with him. But growing up has only made it worse

TAGS smut , mdni , friendship-ish relationship with sukuna , college au ft unwilling frat!kuna , spanking , dacryphilia , toxic rls , praise , slow burn , athlete sukuna , twin jin and sukuna

EXTRA NOTE once again i thank u all so much for all the lovely comments uve been sending me! im glad to see that some people are actually enjoying my work cos i used to post on ao3 and that never really went well lmao

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youve been spending all your time with sukuna now, well, you always have. it seems as if no matter how hard you try to think you can never imagine a time where sukuna wasn’t there. you were attached at eachothers hip. but it was different this year, you had friends in highschool. you’d hang out with them aswell, sukuna also had friends but he never seemed to care for any of them.

you stopped talking to your highschool friends, usually this summer break is meant to be the summer break of your life. but you havent had that kind of fun yet, not when college is waiting for you in a couple of weeks

your friends sort of drifted away over the time during the holiday. it hurt your heart a little, you thought that you had a close bond with them.

you felt a little stupid. you were completely stressing over this and sukuna seemed fine with none of his friends calling or texting. you couldnt tell him, honestly you could barely even tell the guy anything. he was your friend, he knows you better than anybody. he could recite every little habit you had, the exact hexcode colour of your skin, what face wash you use, your favourite colour to paint your nails, you spent years with him, but he just wasnt ever a person you would talk to like that.

with sukuna things were difficult, he was cold and dismissive to people. he never seemed to care for a lot of sappy things and emotions. you never tried talking to him about this stuff, about opening up, but you could just guess what he’d do. he’d huff and get annoyed like you were crazy. he was never one to be publicly kind.

there was this one time you were crying over some movie you watched with sukuna, you were 8 and overly sensitive. you shed a couple of tears over a dog in the movie and sukuna just rolled his eyes and later went on to laugh at you. thats what you had grown to expect from sukuna. you dont expect him to try and be nice and comforting and a good friend. he was your friend to an extent.

‘why’ve you got that look on your face?’ sukuna looked at you with furrowed brows. he looked annoyed, or confused, you couldnt tell.

‘what look?’

‘like youre-’ sukuna sighs ‘never mind’

you stared at him for a bit before going back to look at your phone. he was crouched on his bed playing some game, you dont know, you dont care for that kind of stuff.

‘are you staying for dinner?’

‘when i have i ever not stayed for dinner?’

‘was just asking. kaoris coming over, its a bunch of bullshit.’

kaori, jins highschool sweetheart who he knocked up at 15 and now once again at 18. everyones been on her case trying to tell her to abort her baby but shes been pretty stuck on having a second one with jin. youve never exactly remained judgemental, and you really did love choso, but now you were just getting weirded out.

she has a kid already and shes still in school, now shes got another one and she hasnt even reached her final year yet. obviously abortions are hard things to get and having to cope with having children is even harder but now even you thought it was getting to a point. choso practically has 4 parents and hes still impossible to raise

‘i dont see why shes so stuck on having a second kid’ you sighed, feeling pity for her.

‘shes fucking stupid, thats what it is. getting all sappy over a clump of cells when shes got a whole life ahead of her’

‘i suppose’ you agree for a moment ‘kids arent easy, obviously but i dont think shes thinking that far ahead of anything’

‘i dont think shes thinking of anything’ sukuna grumbled, losing a round in his game and laying down.

a moment of silence passes before you turn to look at him. ‘have any of your friends from school talked to you during summer break?’

‘yeah, but ive been ignoring them all’

‘why havent you ignored me?’

sukuna pauses for a minute and thinks for a while while shrugging ‘youre the only one who matters’

you smile a little at that. sukunas never been the one to say he cares, he shows it - or he tries to, but this confirmation makes you feel better. that you werent imagining this whole friendship thing with him.

‘is that why youve been so pissy?’ he starts questioning you now

‘its just that..’ you sigh for a bit. trying to think of how to put this thing to words. ‘i thought i was close with them, you know, they were my friends. and now schools over and the only notifications i get is you telling me to come over and my period tracker telling me im fertile’

sukuna chuckles that a little, but he gets this weird knot in his stomach that he hates and it feels so unfamiliar and it makes him want to gouge his eyes out. hes been enjoying summer, hes been enjoying only spending time with you but it seems like you havent.

he hasnt thought twice about those people he hung out with during school because he feels like he has enough with just you. it seems clear you don’t feel the same and something ugly starts to enter his head.

‘they were annoying anyway. its fine.’ sukuna attempted at trying to be nice, he doesnt do this kind of stuff often.

‘yeah well it just sucks, kuna. you’d assume spending 5 years together would lead to something more than just radio silence the second you graduate’

sukuna hums. he doesnt know what to do here. hes not that kind of friend and certainly not that kind of person. ‘college is a few weeks away. you’ll meet new people’

‘i guess.’ you remain silent for a bit before you remember something ‘oh fuck!’

‘what is it now?’

‘its college move in day in a couple of weeks aswell and what if my roommates a total freak’

‘then just avoid them’

‘no i cant kuna, you know, when you have a weird roommate theres only one way out of it’

‘which is?’

‘killing yourself, obviously’

‘or you could always talk to the dean?’

‘no i can’t, have you ever seen any movies about college? the dean is useless’

sukuna takes a deep breath ‘are you aware of the difference between movies and real life?’

‘dur? movies told me at id get peer pressured to have sex and drugs and cigarettes and i havent been offered anything! this sucks’

sukuna sighs and checks the time ‘its 6. we have dinner with teen parents now’

‘fuck dinner im gonna end my life ive lived shit from an asshole’ yoi started to stir and sukuna braced himself for what he knew was coming ahead

‘and all my friends have left me on delivered and i know im being aired because theyre constantly posting on their close friends story that they forgot to remove me from and im going to go to college knowing im gonna to fuck all because ive never done anything with myself and i have no clue on what im gonna do with my life and the deans gonna realise that and then my scholarship is gonna get revoked and my parents are gonna pay for fuck all and im gonna slave student loans for the rest of my life! and jins having another fucking baby that we’ll probably have to end up taking care of eventually and i can barely sleep as is’ you started to ball tears and yell as sukuna tries to grip onto your shoulders

‘you done yet?’

‘oh and my best friend fucking SUCKS’ you cry into his shoulder.

sukuna pathetically pats your back until you stop crying because you two have dinner with his family and kaori in like 10 minutes and he wants this over with. its also really uncomfortable when you cry and he feels really weird whenever you do and it tingles something in him he’d rather not get too deep into

he feels your breath calm down against his shoulder before slowly pulling away. ‘you feel better now?’ he looks down at your face, your lips blushed up red and your eyes puffy and your face blushed pink. he didnt want to think about it, he ignored how cute he thought you looked and he didnt want to think about you in anyway possible.

you nodded your head and wiped your tears away and finally sighed. ‘i do. thank you kuna’

‘great because we have dinner to get to’ sukuna grabbed your arm and you stumbled as his hand pulled you off.

jin and wasuke made the table while kaori secured choso into his high chair. she wasnt showing yet but sukuna kept looking at her stomach for any signs until you punched his arm and he shoved back at you.

nobody was happy to have this dinner at all because you all knew that the conversation would inevitably spiral in wasuke pestering jin and kaori about their baby and sukuna would try and get a word in before wasuke started raging on about how sukuna was the fruit of the devil and bla bla bla bla bla.

avoiding wasukes tangents as much as possible, the entire table just sat in silence awkward silence while sukuna kicked you under the table to bother you and choso attempted to sing his nursery rhymes. he was incredibly off tune.

wasuke glared around the table like he was looking for a target, sukuna avoided eye contact at all costs and jin kept loading his mouth with food so he wouldnt be able to respond and kaori busied herself with feeding choso.

unfortunately for you, wasuke found himself a new victim that was pretty unpredictable. wasuke called your name and you choked on your lasagna as choso, kaori and sukuna gave you pity glances. even choso stopped his attempts at saying ‘mama’.

you turned to look at wasuke ‘yeah?’

‘what were you uh.. going to college for again?’ he stares at you really intensely. you’re on the verge of peeing yourself.

‘english literature, history and’ you squeak before coming to continue ‘film studies’ your face scrunches in embarrassment ‘it sounds a little silly when i say it out loud’

you reach your glass of water with trembling hands. hes probably going to launch on you about how useless the humanitarian subjects are and how theres no future in film anymore because of nepo babies in the industry. its fine. youre fine. you hear these things all the time. everything will be fine.

‘interesting..’ wasuke thinks out loud. you grip your cup a little too tightly.

“there are fine things in history.’

what the fuck?

sukuna raises a brow and jin looks utterly puzzled and you let go of a breath you didnt even know you were holding.

‘you know, i think everyone these days has such disrespect for the humanities. there is such beauty in them, i think society forgets about how much of the human world is built from them. where would we be without the greeks or shakespeare’

‘pretty sure thats why its called humanities, dad’ sukuna states obviously

‘shut the fuck up ryomen.’

‘k’ sukunas silenced instantly, trying not to get up into another rant of his father calling him satan.

wasuke goes on. and on. and on. and it continues until even after everyone finishes their food and now you and kaori are rushing to clean up the dishes until wasuke follows you into the kitchen.

‘and it its just really revolutionised how we see-’

‘yeah.. yeah totally- sorry to cut you off there- i have to go home.’ you put an end to his rambling.

‘i’ll walk her out!’ sukuna says way too quickly as he jumps from his seat and grabs your arm again.

‘oh well, bye then!’ wasukes voice mutes out as sukuna rushes to get out of the room.

‘bye wasuke!’ youre able to call out as sukuna drags you

‘hes fucking ill im sick of him.’ sukuna whispers in your ear as you nod, agreeing.

sukuna reaches the door, opening it for you as you put on your shoes. he tries to avoid looking at the bend of your lower back, looking anywhere but down. the cold wind blowing your hair into your face. you get up to hug him like always.

‘not staying the night?’ sukuna says as you pull away from hugging him bye, he doesnt wrap his arms around but pats your back pathetically in a way to return the gesture.

‘no i, i still have some cleaning up to do in my room for college’ you sigh.

sukuna hums ‘need me to walk you home?’

‘no its fine. i’ll see you.’ you go ahead to walk off.

‘bye then.’

sukuna lingers at the door for a bit to watch you walk off. he bites his cheek and walks off.

AUTHOR NOTE Hope u could all enjoy this chapter😳😳 this will probably be the last chapter before they enter college. i wanted to something with kaoris character and i had like a convo w her and reader planned out but shes not really in the story I Tried making the showing dynamics in this chapter and some of sukunas pov Hope we Fw it.. also i hope u all dont think im a weirdo for posting really quickly im english so im still on summer break and i spend hours of pure writing

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[missswurld]

i reallyyyy like your kuna series🥹

im so glad u do!!! ive been wanting a specific fic like this for ages but i could never find anything like it ;-; so i had to take matters into my own hands and im glad people have also been enjoying it🩶🩶🤤

[missswurld]

Ou can we be moots ur work seems so cool 👀👀👀

i Would. Love to👀👀🫰 ive also been obsessed w ur bully sukuna series for a while i anticipate the next chapter…

[missswurld]

MAKE IT EASY

SYNOPSIS you’ve been ryomen sukunas friend since you two were only little. It’s never been easy having to deal with him. But growing up has only made it worse

TAGS smut , mdni , friendship-ish relationship with sukuna , college au ft unwilling frat!kuna , spanking , dacryphilia , toxic rls , praise , slow burn , athlete sukuna , twin jin and sukuna

EXTRA NOTE thank you all for telling me about how much you liked this fic i preciate it aLot😭 i had like no idea on how to start this next chapter Forgive me if its not that good But with that being said lmk if anyone wants to join my tag list cos i got a couple of comments ab it

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graduation day. you get passed around a bunch of random phones for tiktoks. sukuna seems to be attached at the hip with you rather than saying his goodbyes to his friends who he’ll never see again. you hug your friends goodbye and get your senior book signed.

‘i’m blocking all of them when we go home.’ sukuna grumbles in your ear as people walk the stage.

‘finally have a reason to delete snapchat’ you reply back, a wave of relief washing over you. you rub your eyes and suddenly everyones caps are flying. you see that sukunas already thrown it for you while you were occupied.

‘this entire thing’s giving me a migraine’ you whined in your seat.

‘they’re talking about a grad party’ sukuna sighed

‘you going?’

‘i’d rather dig in my asshole and pull out my intestines.’

you snort, pulling out your phone to block everyone in your year while breathing a breathe of relief. sukuna followed you short after.

you were a couple of weeks into the summer break, college kept lingering around. you were at sukunas, as per uge. you were helping him pack up his stuff for college. this room was practically as much as yours as it was his. you were sat on his floor looking through things to see if anything was worth taking to college.

you stumbled upon a bunch of photos on the floor, smiling as you went to show them to sukuna. it was a picture of you and him at 13 at some party. you held a cup and smiled at the camera while sukuna pinched the bridge of his nose on the couch, looking obviously annoyed.

‘awe, isn’t this cute.’ you pass it to sukuna, he stares at it for a while.

‘you can keep that one.’ he passed it onto you before going back to digging through his beside table

‘you wanna keep me away in college?’

‘i’ve got a shit ton of pictures, not even counting my phone. you keep some of this.’

‘you don’t have that many’

sukuna digs a little deeper into his nightstand and hands you a nike shoebox. you look at it with confusion and open it up. it was a massive collection of photos of you two throughout the years. little polaroids, photobooth collections, every piece of evidence showing how long you had been friends. you had never known sukuna carried them all. you never knew he cared this much. ‘you’re sweet, kuna.’ you smiled at the pictures. he hummed in return

you closed the shoebox and went back to clearing out his room. a feeling of this sadness washed over you. you couldn’t help but remember, remember all that once happened in this room. all the play fights you’d lose to sukuna using half his strength, all the sleepovers, the tears you’d shed when you left sukunas house because you’d gotten into some argument, the little apology gifts he’d leave over the next day at school.

you’d never go through it again, not like how you would used to. college is change. its all inevitable. you let your thoughts linger on what it’d be like. would you grow apart from sukuna? would you hate it and reminisce on how much you had been through? would you feel happy?

it was always hard to imagine your life without sukuna. and now you stood here in his room, taking apart the posters you once helped put up. you were scared to imagine a life without him, what if you found yourself liking it?

you tried clearing your thoughts out during the day but it looped on the back of your mind. now you were on sukunas bed, he was snoring faintly, a sound engraved deep into your memory. you couldn’t sleep. you couldn’t toss and turn either, sukuna hates that.

you walk around the itadori house, it was probably the biggest house in your neighbourhood. you walked down the steps in pitch black. you had the entire layout memorised. the kitchen glowed, a light inside and hushed voices with the humming of a child.

you’re not afraid to enter, you know exactly who’s in there. jin and wasuke, you can imagine choso whining in jins arms.

pushing open the door, wasuke and jins attention turns to you. jin pats his baby on the back, trying to rock him to sleep. wasuke looks angry, you can tell he is. jin has his usual face, but it looks a little more upset, a little more grief ridden. his eyes are puffed up.

you always knew jin to be far more timid. he kept to himself, he was the polar opposite of everything sukuna was. jin attempts to smile softly and wasuke has his head in his hands.

‘you guys alright?’ its late in the night, you whisper. choso, jins baby, stretches his little arms out to you. grumbling softly. you put your finger in his hand, his chubby hand wraps around it.

jin shoots a glare at his dad, almost a plead. wasuke ignores it. ‘kaoris pregnant again’ wasuke huffs, almost scoffing. ‘he’s not even an adult yet and hes got another kid on the way. saying they want to keep it.’

jins lips tremble. his baby keeps trying to slip out his arms, he just gives the kid to you as he holds onto the kitchen island for support. you look at him sympathetically, you feel sorry for him.

you don’t know what to say, your throat closes in on you. ‘are you.. sure?’ your hand goes to grip onto his shoulder.

‘hes fucking asking me to give him a job at the company! would you fucking believe it? you barely got a diploma to finish school and now you want a fucking job because you couldn’t pull out?’

‘dad its more than that.’ jin finally musters something up, his voice trembles, weak.

‘what is it then jin? its getting really hard trying to understand any of this.’

jin just stutters and gulps. he holds back his breath and walks around the kitchen. choso starts to drool on you, falling asleep in your arms. you don’t know what to do, you want to help him but this is a problem thats far out of your reach. you turn to look at jin and hold his hand.

‘you’ll figure this out’ you try to help comfort jin. ‘i know he will’ you go to reassure wasuke. jin holds your hand for a bit and the silence almost deafens you. jin lets go and he walks off. wasuke keeps his head in his hands.

choso is still sound asleep in your arms, you figure now would be the time to put him in his crib.

‘you’re good.’ wasuke calls out for you, you turn to look at him, puzzled.

‘you’re good, you’re really good. you can’t exactly tell how much you’ve changed ryomen though. he was a demon child’ wasuke laughs to himself ‘it would only be a tragedy if you weren’t there. something not even my money could fix.’

you hum. things feel awkward. you don’t exactly understand what he’s trying to tell you. passing along a smile to him, you carry choso in your arms upstairs.

choso looked a lot more like kaori than jin. he had her hair. choso was 3. he wasn’t exactly a baby anymore. he could mutter words now, and he ate solids. you wonder if jins new baby would take sukunas room when the two of you left for college.

you walked back to sukunas room, he hadn’t moved since you left. he grumbled something you couldn’t understand as you went to lay in the other side of the bed with him. you finally fell asleep this time.

you only had a couple of weeks left till college. you went out to go shopping for the dorms and school stuff with jin and sukuna. there was an awkward silence between the two of them, sukuna seemed to be angry at jin now. jin wasn’t meant to be doing college shopping, he was considering dropping out and getting a retail job before you talked him into going to community college so he could get enough education to get a job at his dads company.

‘i just don’t get the point. already got one shitmaking chubby monster machine, why another?’ sukuna was practically growling as he was looking at bedsheets for his dorm.

‘that chubby shit monster is your nephew’ you were also looking at bedsheets your eyes focused on a basic floral print one.

‘hes not even 20, have one kid at 16 okay fine. go fuck things up and be dumb, but we’ll still sympathise because this is sad or whatever. now hes 19 with a second one, hes doing this on purpose and he should just abort at this point. kaoris in her last year of school and hes off to college and college is more important than fucking highschool.’ sukuna rants in the store, his tone getting more and more agitated as he continues.

‘kuna its not that simple with kids.’

‘fuck them kids! hes jeopardising his entire life just because he feels bad. hes never been brave and now he can’t even argue with kaori on this. he’s my brother and its getting really really hard to see him doing all this shit.’

‘i guess.’ you sigh. throwing a bedsheet cover into the cart. ‘we’ll just have to see how things go. the last thing he needs is his brother raging on him, your dads done enough of that.’

‘how am i meant to support him being a dumbass?’

‘just be there for him’

‘ive done that my entire fucking life, its all ive ever done for him. ive fought off so many fucking assholes and ive given him so much advice and i learnt how to change diapers! all i do is be there for him and all he does is go and shit himself’

‘i know this isn’t easy on anyone kuna, but thats just how hes wired. ive seen it all enough to know that, but if your this upset imagine him. just this once, approach this calmly.’

‘im always calm!’ sukuna yells now, he flips his arm and now hes thrown 4 throw blankets off the display.

you sigh and walk off with your cart as sukuna rolls his eyes and follows you, attempting to take deep breaths.

AUTHOR NOTE yay!Second chapter. like i said i had no clue on how to start this chapter or what to even put in it so i had to just freeball everything Hope i didnt disappoint.. anyway once again thank you profusely for all the kind comments and i tried my best to show the little itadori family dynamic w reader and im scared if this chapters too short but i had no clue on what to do w this chapter

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[missswurld]

MAKE IT EASY

SYNOPSIS you’ve been ryomen sukunas friend since you two were only little. It’s never been easy having to deal with him. But growing up has only made it worse

TAGS smut , mdni , friendship-ish relationship with sukuna , college au ft unwilling frat!kuna , spanking , dacryphilia , toxic rls , praise , slow burn , athlete sukuna , twin jin and sukuna

EXTRA NOTE hi this is like my first tumblr fic and also my first jjk fic and my first time writing smut ;-; a lot of firsts my apologies please bare w me if u see any mistakes or bad writing i am Trying Please be nice ToMe

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you don’t know why you put up with sukuna.

you’d met him when you were still learning how to read and it wasnt a very fond memory.

he was in the time out chair, pink hair ruffled up, a bruise on his arm and scrapes on his knee. he’d gotten into a fight with a kid in the year above over teasing. you stared at him more than you should’ve, you had a problem. he stared back at you with annoyance.

later that day you felt a paper ball hit the side of your head as you tried to colouring. you turned to see who it was, it was sukuna.

‘why were you looking at me?’ he huffed like he was about to jump over the table.

‘i..’ you stuttered ‘i didn’t mean to.’

he gave you a small glance and then walked off to headbutt a kid over plastic dinosaur toys.

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you crossed paths with sukuna again on the way home. you held your mothers hand tightly as sukuna remained a few steps ahead of you. he kept turning his head around to stare at you as he held hands with someone you had assumed was his father and his twin brother.

sukuna stopped in his tracks to stare at you. ‘you’re following me.’ his father looked at him angrily and his twin brother looked like he wanted to crawl into the cement

you furrowed your brows and tried to look as serious as you could as a little kid. ‘this is my way home’

‘ryomen.’ his father stared at him sternly and grabbed his shoulder to make him continue walking as he apologised to you and your mother.

you continued your walk home as sukuna stared at you over his shoulder repeatedly.

the next day at school you were sat down playing with legos making something that looked like a bee. sukuna came in and took up your space with colouring pencils and a colouring in sheet.

he stared at your hands. ‘what are you even trying to make?’

‘it’s a bumble bee’ you tried to not look at him

‘bees are gross. you know how they make honey?’ his tone showed genuine disgust

‘of course i do. they kiss the flowers and take the yellow and give it to the queen and make it into slimey flower bee juice.’

‘no, they get the pollen and spit in eachothers mouths to make the honey. bees are yucky’ sukuna focused on his colouring.

‘your colourings yucky.’ you stared at his drawing, it was just scribbles and he barely even attempted in trying to make it look nice.

‘your face is yucky.’ he was more angry than usual now. he held the colouring pencil like he was about to stab you with it

you lifted up your hand to alert the teacher. ‘i’m telling you off.’

he widened his eyes and tried to grab your hand. ‘no you won’t! i’m sorry!’

you kept your hand up until the teacher came over. ‘can i go to the toilet?’ your teacher nodded yes and you flicked your pony tail into his face and walked off. he crossed his arms and took your bumble bee apart in pettiness.

when you came back you saw your bee destroyed as sukuna was on the carpet playing with toys. he was lining them up and making them fight like they were at war. you grabbed some toys of your own and sat infront of him.

‘what’re you playing?’

‘the dinosaurs are at war with the trucks’

‘thats dumb. dinosaurs are way older than trucks besides trucks are controlled by humans how would that even work’

‘it works however i want it to’

‘you’re weird ryomen.’

‘don’t call me that.’ he huffed agressively.

‘what do i call you then?’

‘sukuna. ryomens the stupid name my stupid fat dad gave me.’

you hummed. you told him your name and he called it stupid, you rolled your eyes and went on with playing with the toys infront of him.

later on the way home he ended up sticking by your side and talked about the weird stuff boys his age are used to. you didn’t care for any of it but you let him talk and tried engaging.

after that day, you started to stick around a little more. he started willingly sitting with you at breaktime and gave you the snacks he didn’t like. your parents arranged you guys play dates at parks where he’d spin you incredibly fast on the park things until you got a headache and begged him to stop. you would have dinner at his house and eventually gained a favourite meal that his dad would make and started getting close to his twin brother, jin.

jin looked exactly like sukuna, like most twins do, but he looked a lot softer and his hair was more neat. he was a lot nicer than sukuna, you wondered what sukunas issue was then if his brother was this nice. but you didn’t often hang around jin, he was a lot shyer than sukuna and couldn’t get conversations going and you weren’t a fan of that.

over the years you stuck by the little itadori family. you remained there when jin ended up knocking some girl up when he was 16. you remained when sukuna got into fights day after day and constant suspensions. his dad threw money at the school to beg them not to expel his son. you grew to love him, he was your friend, even if he was terrible at it.

he did love you back. you knew he did. even if he was terrible at showing it. you knew he did when he fought some kid who teased you over something meaningless. you knew it when he let you stay over at his house even when you were sick rather than kicking you out so you wouldn’t contaminate him. you knew it when he invited you to all his football games just because. you could see it so clearly when you saw the difference of how he acted around you vs his other friends.

you started to practically live at his house. you’d have sleepovers over the weekends and get ready together on monday, he even got used to see you naked because you’d take showers at his house and change in his room. sukuna never blinked an eye at this.

you were begrudgingly best friends, even if you hated it at times and everyone constantly gave you pity glances when sukuna sat with you at lunch over his other friends and his presence made your friends leave the lunch table.

he was your life, and you were his. weirdly enmeshed and codependent on one another. your weird friendship left sukunas therapist confused.

it was towards the end of your last school year, you’d be going away off to college. sukuna got a half ride to some prestigious college last year for his football. you surprisingly ended up with a scholarship to the same university, lucky.

you were sat next to sukuna, who had finally gotten his tattoo collection finished. bunch of weird marks on his face and arms. you asked him what they were even meant to be, he told you that they were symbols they’d give to criminals in ancient japan. great. a lame gimmick to seem cool.

‘turns out we’re not getting separated for college.’ you hummed lightly on his bed, sukuna blew smoke away from your direction and raised an eyebrow. ‘i’m also going to tokyo tech.’

he hummed something to show acknowledgement. ‘seems like i won’t ever be able to get rid of you’

‘i appreciate the enthusiasm’ you rolled your eyes, flopping down onto sukunas bed. ‘im not excited for college’

sukuna lays down with you as he blows out his joint. ‘doesn’t seem too bad. smart people go to college so no more numb minded assholes’

‘i guess.’ you pause for a bit. ‘you think you’ll outgrow me in college?’

‘fingers crossed’ he smiles

‘you fuckhead.’ you hit his stomach with your arm.

‘i’m kidding. course we won’t. like that old hag said, we’re unhealthy’

‘so i’m your heroin?’

‘nah, you’re more like gas station weed.’

‘i despise everything about you.’

he lays down flat down on his back, laughing while he turns away from you.

AUTHOR NOTES This Is It..My first tumblr fic. not sure if im fwing it amd i was considering making it into a big fic all in one but id probably forget and all the professional fic writers have chapters so🤔🤔is this even worth a second chapter i Hate This already