hi Can I request a part 2 of Yandere Sukuna where he does everything to please the reader be it cooking and cleaning basically the same scenario as the previous order.
Except here, the reader is not bad at No Feeling and is a very kind lover of Sukuna and treats him very well. Basically the Reader treats Sukuna As if he is His Lovely Wife in need of Love.
Please I just loved this application!
LMAOOOO ANON. i am so mean to him, I can't help it, he is so. idk. here ill write a little switch-up ending for that little blurb just for you.
from last thirst..? kinda? here
his hands tremble just slightly when he hands you your meal. it wasn't exactly that he was afraid that you'll insult him, it's just that he put so much time into it, he wanted you to like it. so he sits across from you and waits, his thumb and pointer finger touching as he balances his weight on his elbows. "why are you stressed?" you murmur, fork digging into the course.
his eyes follow your movement carefully. "'m not. just eat."
you huff a small laugh, but abide by his request, lifting up the fork and bringing it to your mouth. his breath catches when you begin to chew and he clenches his jaw.
"woah, this is really good Sukuna!" you exclaim after you swallow and he heaves a sigh of relief, head slumping on the table. you reach over and ruffle his hair, and his body jerks with a low laugh.
"yeah. you bet your ass its good. only the best here," he mumbles, a small grin pulling at his face. he looks visibly at ease now, even going as far as to move his chair closer to you. his hand rests on your thigh, and he stares at you, silently begging for you to praise him more, love him more.
you smile at him, leaning over to kiss his cheek. he tries not to get flustered by the action but ultimately fails, his cheeks turning red, and he looks away. "such a good little wife. what would I do without you?"
if anyone heard that nickname, he would slaughter them, but he fought for this name. has tried everything to woo you, and finally, he has won, and the nickname shows it. he doesn't mind being your wife as long as he is by your side.
"die...hopefully," he grunts, resting his head on his hand, and blinking up at you. you in return laugh, unaware that he is completely serious..











