Sukuna vs fictional men
Sukuna came home smelling like sweat and disinfectant, gym bag slung over one shoulder, knuckles wrapped and bruised like always. The apartment was quiet—too quiet.
Then he heard it.
Soft music. Sparkly sound effects. A suspiciously dramatic voice line.
He paused in the hallway.
“Babe?” Sukuna said peeking around the corner.
You were sitting on the couch, phone in hand, tapping through the screen your fingers were moving at lightning speed—picking choices, trying to get the perfect outcome.
“Hi baby” he said gently patting your hair.
You didn’t even bother to respond right away, just tapping through the next dialogue box.
“Hey,” his voice was louder now, more direct.
You still didn’t look up.
“Whatchu playin’?” he asked, leaning over the back of the couch, his shadow looming over your phone screen.
You finally glanced up at him, just for a second. “Nothing.”
His lips quirked into a half-smirk, his usual sarcastic expression. “Doesn’t seem ‘nothing’ to me.”
You sighed, still trying to act nonchalant. “It’s just a game.. Love and Deepspace.”
“That’s one of those weird, romance-type things, innit?”
Your face went hot, but you refused to give him the satisfaction of knowing it bothered you. “It’s story-based. And not like you’d understand.” You said rolling your eyes.
“Why this dude has white hair and red eyes like me?” He said with a stoic face.
“First of all you have pink hair, second thing his name is sylus and yeah you two look similar.” You chuckled.
“Mh really?” he said, getting closer and closer to the phone.
“Y-yeah- WHY ARE YOU GETTING CLOSER” you suddenly pulled away, putting the phone on your chest as if to hide it.
“I just want to see this “lookalike” of mine.” He said with his usual smirk.
“No kuna, im playing i cant show it, and there are other guys too in the game its not only sylus.” You said already focused on the game.
“Other what.” He said in a pissed tone.
“Guys, like other love interest-“ you were so lost in the game that you didn't notice how he had been watching you for 5 minutes.
“Gimme this.” He said picking up your phone.
“SUKUNA GIVE ME THE PHONE” you yelled at him, while he seems literally UNBOTHERED about you yelling at him and trying to reach his hand.
He was observing the game, tapping cautiously as the conversation continued in the game, as he read some of the conversations in a MOCKING tone.
“‘Kunaaaa..” you whined at him.
“This guy says ‘I’ll protect you’? From what. Low battery?”
You try again to reach your phone unsuccessfully while he lifts your phone far from you.
For a moment you saw..
“Whats this-“ *click*
“‘KUNA YOU MADE A CHOICE WHAT THE HELL!!” You yelled angrier this time.
“Ah ops.”
“Even the worst one…” you said putting your hands in your hair.
“Why did it sound disappointed?”
“You ruined it.”
He freezes, offended. “It’s the game’s fault.”
In this moment you finally snatch the phone back and shoo him away.
“Don’t play it when I’m around.” (He absolutely will sit nearby anyway.) “And anyway i wasn’t mad about the game. I was mad you ignored me.”
You mocked him as he walks away “So sassy today ‘Kuna” as you continue playing the game.
MERRY CHRISTMAS YALL!! To who celebrate and who dont i wish a happy holidays !! I wanted to write this sooo much <3
do not translate,copy or repost my work -sturduststrails
