to be feigned into love with ryomen sukuna
special chapter, read the rest here.
pairings. oc x sukuna
content. sfw
language. english, tagalog
song.
warnings. none
tags. ryomen sukuna x fem!oc, fake dating trope, lawyer!ryomen x art director!oc, established couple
synopsis. a second time truly is magical, if given the chance. shortly after itsumi and ryomen had become an official couple, they decided it was time to present themselves to each of their parents, again, and this time, as true lovers.
note: this is written in first person point of view and in the perspective of the oc, itsumi.
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“Ryo, sure ka ba, okay lang ‘tong suot ko?” I ask for the nth time, checking myself in the mirror.
We’re going to meet his parents today and i have never felt more conscious, let alone anxious in my entire life. My job requires for me to converse with various people and I never once had emotions like this when doing so.
Ryo walks up to me and from the back, he wraps his arms around my waist planting a kiss on the crown of my head. “You look beautiful, my love.”
“What about my outfit, sa tingin mo, hindi ba sobra o kulang?” Aligaga kong tanong dito.
“It’s just right, my love.” He answers with no hesitation.
Realizing there was no benefit in me overthinking things, I took his word for it and we finally got to leave our apartment.
“Ah, my son was right, you are a gorgeous young woman, Itsumi.” Nakangiting sambit ng nanay ni Ryomen matapos akong mag-mano rito.
Ngumiti naman ako pabalik, “Thank you po, tita! Pero mas maganda po kayo, alam ko na kung kanino nag-mana si Ryo.”
“Naku!” Lumingon ito sa asawa. “Narinig mo ba ‘yon, mahal? Sa akin daw namana ng anak natin ang kagwapuhan niya.” Pag-bibiro nito.
“Hindi naman ako tatanggi ro’n, mahal.” Sagot naman ng tatay ni Ryomen.
Naramdaman ko naman ang pag-iinit ng mukha ko nang mapagtanto ko ang aking sinabi.
“Lagot ka,” Pag-singit ni Ryo sa gilid ko. “Hindi ka na papasa kay papa niyan.” Halata sa kanyang boses ang pang-aasar.
Pinalo naman ito sa balikat ng kanyang nanay at pinagsabihan, “Baka maniwala si Sumi. ‘Wag mong binibiro ng gano’n.”
Then dinner time came and it was nowhere near what I expected it to be. Magaan ang pakiramdam ko na makipagusap sa mga magulang ni Ryo. Palabiro ang kaniyang tatay at ang kaniyang nanay naman ay sinasabayan din ito. We shared heartfelt laughs, talked about our plans, dreams, and shared our values. Surprisingly, his parents and I have so much in common — so much more than my own.
My heart felt so full and joyous.
It was on the way home that I realized Ryo was reared in a secure household. Looking back, maybe it was the reason why he left and didn’t force anything between us—why he just let time and fate bring us together once more.
“Honestly,” Pag-uumpisa ko. “Kung ayaw mong makaharap si dad ulit, I respect that. We don’t have to go.”
Bahagya itong tumawa. “Bakit naman ako aayaw na harapin si tito?”
“Tito agad?” Tinignan ko ito ng may panghuhusga.
Natawa itong muli sa reaksyon ko. “What, does he prefer to be called sir or gusto mo, dad na lang din itawag ko?”
I cringe at the thought of Ryomen getting shut off in an instant if he had called my father dad on their first meeting in a long time.
“I can handle your father, Sumi.” He says, grabbing my hand as he guides us out of the apartment.
The ambiance from when we had dinner with the Sukunas compared to now differs greatly. This one makes you want to rip your head off, whereas the other was carefree. Moreover, I’m not entirely sure if having both of my parents here is good or bad. Though, on the bright side, this is the first time in a long time I’ve seen my divorced parents together.
“You’re that guy my daughter dated before, am I right? Iyong galing sa mababang pamilya.” Walang emosyong sambit ng tatay ko.
“Dad!” Pag-protesta ko rito.
Naramdaman ko ang kamay ni Ryo sa aking hita at marahan niyang hinaplos ito na para bang ipinapahiwatig sa akin na ‘wag akong masyadong mag-alala sa sitwasyon.
“You weren’t born a chairman. Naging empleyado ka rin na may mababang pwesto.” Pag-sumbat naman ng aking nanay.
I am already regretting even planning this dinner. Sana ay hindi na lang kami tumuloy.
“Yes, sir. I was that guy.” Sagot ni Ryomen sa tanong ni dad.
I gave him a glare, but he only squeezed my thigh, maybe as an attempt to reassure me that it’s all going to be fine.
“Was?” Natatawang tanong ni dad. “Bakit, marami ka na bang naabot sa loob ng maikling panahon?”
Kumukulo na ang dugo ko sa inis habang kalmado pa rin si Ryo.
“I believe so.” Sagot ni Ryomen. “I finished both of my undergraduate and graduate degree with latin honors. I was a top-notcher in the bar exam, and I work at a well-known law firm now.”
My dad snickered, “Face me again when you’ve built your reputation as a lawyer, or not. I know that field is very saturated.”
“I am building it at the moment, sir.” Ryomen smiles. “I specialize in corporate law and have won numerous lawsuits now. If you need my help, don’t hesitate to call. I heard your company is having troubles right now.” There was a hint of mockery in his voice.
Dad was left speechless and moments after, the silence was overrun with my mom’s mocking chuckle.
“Kid,” she turned to Ryomen. “I liked you before and I like you even better now. Good thing you two got back together.”
“Thank you, ma’am.” He smiled.
Mom waves her hand as if telling him off. “Enough with the ma’am. You can call me tita, or mom, but I prefer mom.”
Ryomen gave an amused chuckle before turning to me and winked. He leaned in closer to me and whispered, “What do you say, did I do a good job, princess?”
Naramdaman ko ang init ng aking mga pisngi.
“Kids,” Mom calls and we both face her. “Do you want to eat somewhere else? Nakakawala kasi ng appetite ‘yong atmosphere dito. Maybe we could go shopping, too.”
Pagkasabi niya noon ay dali-daling tumayo si dad at padabog na lumabas sa private dining area.
“So, kailan ang kasal?” Mom asked.
We ended up not having to change restaurants. Nevertheless, mom still insisted on going shopping and so we did, for two more hours. The night started out disastrous, but I’m thankful that at least Ryomen could get along with my mother.
“Bakit ‘di ka man lang nag-react do’n sa tanong ng nanay ko tungkol sa kasal?” Tanong ko kay Ryomen na ngayon ay nakaupo sa couch.
“I did, I smiled.” Simpleng sagot nito habang inaalis ang mga bitones ng kanyang damit.
Umupo ako sa kanyang tabi, “No, I mean, why didn’t you protest?”
Huminto ito sa kanyang ginagawa at tinignan ako na para bang may mali sa aking sinabi. “Protest?”
Tumango ako.
“Baby,” he turned to me, “there is no other ending to this than us getting married. Why would I protest? I intend to marry you, Sumi.”
“Isn’t it too early for you? You’re still starting on your career. Marriage is way different than dating.”
Ryomen examines me with a sincere gaze. “I’m not going to leave you. Hindi lahat ng marriage nasisira, Sumi.”
I look down, feeling a bit disappointed in myself for projecting unto him. “I know. Sorry.”
He scooted closer to me tilting my chin up before leaning in to kiss my cheek, “I’m going to marry you,” then my neck, “build a family with you,” then my lips, “all while loving you endlessly, my love.”
“You’re safe with me, Sumi.” He says before kissing me again, this time with more passion, as if it were full of love, hunger, and desire.
It wasn't long before my back touched the velvety feel of the sofa, and the sound of our moans and lips colliding together as he relentlessly professed his love for me faded into the night.
disclaimer! this is a fan-made content. i do not own the rights to the character of ryomen sukuna. nevertheless, i respectfully request that you refrain from reposting, translating, or copying my content because the plot is my original work.