Summary: You were burned for loving a monster, now you owe Him.
You stared at Sukuna as he stood above you, only a few feet away. His red ruby eyes of wrath staring deeply into your fading ones.
His grin twitched while your own lips dipped into a straight line from the smile before.
The aching pain of something piercing the under part of your ribcage. A burning sensation at your feet slowly moving up your calves.
Your body bound against hard wood, the splinters digging into your back. Your head lolling to the side as hot tears drip down your cheeks.
Sukuna stood there for a long moment, his brain processing what is happening.
He had just gotten back from destroying a village a bit yonder of the Kominka. Planning to come see you and gift you the unique flower of the mountains to you. But now...
You're burning at the stake.
His eyes slowly widen and his grin drops an inch. Body reacting on instinct, his hand swatting in the air and everyone who cheered and crowded around the burning of you--was chopped to bits. Blooded splattered and so did their organs and brain matter.
His legs heavy and loud as he moved quickly towards you. His lower arms clapped together and water rained at the burning fire eating at your body. His feet squishing into the blood soaked earth.
His nails tear through the rope with ease that binded you. His lower arms held you, upper ones caressing your face and forcing RCT within your blood-flow.
He watched as the light fades from your teary eyes. The color rolling back to behind your upper lids.
He hissed in distaste. Forcing more of his cursed technique within you. Grunting in anger as your limp body doesn't warm within his arms.
"Damnnit woman! Open yer eyes!" He demanded, brows furrowing in.
His teeth gritting and caused a slight spark.
The minutes pass, he sat there for a good hour. Forcing his cursed energy into a dead corpse. His eyes growing hot and the air of ash and bloodied fog stinging them.
Sukuna gave up. His upper arms going limp and the lower pair pull your corpse to his chest. Closing his eyes and cursing.
"You are cruel. To yer husband. Making him windowed. The audacity of yer departure!" He roared. The village began to shake, the empty winds picking up.
His body folding over as he held the corpse to his body.
He won't cry, he won't sob, he won't shed a single tear.
But he will eat you. Slowly consuming your body into his, his lower mouth chewing and tearing apart the tendons and flesh of you. The bones snapping and making him flinch.
Ryomen Sukuna, flinching?
He cursed into your flesh of your neck, teeth Sinking in and tearing your neck apart. Both mouths consuming you, the taste of your blood and meat made him gag. He had to take a moment before he can eat anymore. His eyes closing and brows scrunched.
When he ate your arms and legs, eating up from your abdomen to your chest. Stopping at where your heart used to be.
Taking the small thing in the palms of his hand. Staring at it.
He couldn't eat anymore. He couldn't bring himself too.
He stared at the hole he dug himself. All the body pieces and bits of flesh of the villagers in within it. A pond of blood and chunks.
He held your head, staring into your dead eyes. He tsked, lifting it up and gently as a monster could--kissing your pale lips. And tearing them off.
He chewed and swallowed. Staring at you one last time before tossing you into the pit.
His right lower hand held your heart. It bleeds still.
Sukuna inhaled deeply. Rubbing his temples before turning on his feet.
His walk back to the Kominka was long. His feet dragged and his body slightly slumped.
The moment he walked within he home of your both shared room. He looked to your side, the antique dresser. Your mirror, your fans your comb. He bit his lip and grunted.
Taking a white kimono of yours, folding it neatly and taking it out to the garden.
He bent infront of the pond of koi you, oh, so loved. He loathed it. He hated it.
But it was your favorite place to wait for him when he came home.
This place is no longer home.
It's long lost its meaning.
He placed the kimono on the grass, before placing your heart upon it.
Staring for a long bit before he snapped his fingers.
Uraume appeared.
Their own face solemn and faded of color.
The held a class covering, and placed it in his hand.
Sukuna placed it on top of the kimono and heart. Staring at it before standing.
His eyes of ruby red, turned to a deep maroon. He clicked his tongue.
The rain began to pour, as if it was crying for him. So he didn't have to. Nor did he want to.
The drops trickle down his cheeks and face piece. The water drops like his eyes were leaking. His teeth grit and his hands clenched. His right hand lifting and he liked at the dried blood from where he held the heart.
Uraume stared at the make-shift shrine of your heart. The foot slight tapped and freezed the glass and the heart within. To store it, to keep it from rotting.
"I despise you. You're the most ungrateful human to ever walk this earth..."
"You swore to me your life. For all eternity..."
"Humans are truly the cruelest."
Notes: I listened to Freaky ahh music while I wrote this Lmfao</3
