˚ 𓍢ִ໋❀ sukuna swears he doesn’t like your cat, what a liar.
pairing: sukuna x gn! reader
word count: 827
contents: sfw, fluff, terms of endearment, true form and heian period! sukuna, sukuna may be ooc, potentially inaccurate depictions of the heian period, spoiler free for the entirety of jjk
For once in the chaos that was being the king curses’ only love, life seemed peaceful.
The day had gone by in unexpected serendipity. For you had been consumed by an outing with Uraume to the markets, a picnic with Sukuna in the comforts of your beloved garden and an uninterrupted bath before dusk fell.
That all truly should have been a warning sign.
For never in your lifetime would you expect to walk into the sight in front of you.
Your shower had been truly love.
And yet it seems that Sukuna somehow managed to find company with the kitten you had taken in mere months ago, much to what seemed like his reluctance.
“You have grown quite fond of their presence have you not? Constantly whining whenever you are left unattended for a while. Even Uraume tires of you.”
With a gruff sigh, Sukuna unceremoniously picks the poor thing by the scruff, enticing the ball of fur to let out a string of mewls.
“Quiet now. To step inside my domain means to possess immense strength. My beloved can only help you so much.”
But as the kitten attempted to move closer to Sukuna, seemingly trying to rest against his chest just as it rested against yours, you expected for him to finally notice your presence. To call you over to deal with the cat’s “unnecessary clinging.”
Instead, he moved himself down to the curtained bed you both slept on nightly and pressed the cat even closer to himself.
“I suppose I understand why my beloved finds your presence amicable. You do not make bad company.”
As if angered by his words, the kitten attempted to swat at his chest, only to miss.
“Brat. You're far too weak to lay a hand… Or paw on me.”
That pushed you over your edge.
From the doorway, the brilliant sound of your laughter echoed through the room.
Both the kitten and Sukuna perked up at the sound, a rare gentleness crossing Sukuna’s face.
“What on earth is amusing you so much?”
You made your way over to the pair, taking a seat beside Sukuna as you rested your head against his shoulder.
“I suppose I didn’t expect much softness from you. You claimed that the kitten takes up far too much of my attention.” You said, reaching out to pet the ball of fur in his arms.
“It does. I could barely convince you to join my side in the gardens when it first arrived.”
“They were malnourished! How was I supposed to leave them alone in our chambers?”
“I left you alone when you first came to my domain.”
“That was because you had assumed that I was afraid of you.”
“I learnt that you are quite the fearless individual.”
“What is that supposed to mean?”
“It means,” he began, all four eyes moving towards the way your hand quietly stroked the fur of the cat. “That you are a strong individual in your own right. I suppose this feline takes after you in that sense.”
That was what got your heart.
Because Sukuna’s love was different from the poems you read.
He didn’t believe in intense passion nor dramatic displays.
Rather Sukuna expressed his love through the devotion, respect and gentleness he carried for you.
Never once was your independence challenged by him.
You were free to live as you pleased, to be free of the social pressures of high society.
No one wished to provoke the king of curses with you.
In return, Sukuna supposes that he found a person worthy of being by his side.
It was unfair how he could so calmly explain his feelings directly to you, without a hint of shyness.
“I see that you’ve lied about two things to me.”
A perplexed expression covered the expanse of Sukuna’s two faces.
“You once said that love was useless.”
“Then what purpose do I serve you?”
A hint of redness crept up his neck, eyes darting away from yours for once.
“You do not serve me a purpose. You simply make my solitude as the strongest a little more bearable. Now what is the second lie I’ve told you?”
“That you don’t like cats, specifically the one in your arms right now.”
“It’s too late for this,” gently, Sukuna moved the kitten to the two arms on his left side, wrapping the other two around you as he pulled you down beside him.
“Now goodnight.” You couldn’t help but smile as his lips met your forehead, a feeling you would never tire of.
“Goodnight my love. Oh! The cat should stay with us tonight.”
“No, I am going to put the creature where it belongs. To their bed.”
“Pleeeeeaaaaaaaseee can they stay?”
The cat did in fact stay.
Even if Sukuna claimed that it was an annoyance.
The way you found him cuddling the cat in the morning instead of you said otherwise.
notes: i recently started watching all of us are dead and i’m so mad i didn’t watch earlier.
dividers were made by @cursed-carmine.
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