The 4 times your boss Sukuna tried confessing his feelings to you ! Sukunaâs a softie in this :(
It was the yearly company party. It happens every year on December 20th, everyone who works at Malevolent Co always attends. Fancy food, rich decorations, a lot of gambling, and a bunch of random rich men.
You mainly came for the rich and savory dishes that they served. You werenât too special in the companyâsure your boss Sukuna tends to ask for your help a lot but your role isnât anything important.
You stood near the fountain of chocolate, dipping a strawberry and observing everyone. You didnât notice him at first, standing right beside you. Sukuna looks down at you, the sunlight illuminating perfectly off of your skinâyou looked divine.
âIs the chocolate to your liking?â. You paused mid chew and averted your eyes towards him. You flashed a small smile and quickly swallowed.
âYes, Itâs deliciousâwould you like some?â.
You grab a strawberry and let the chocolate flow on it. You raise the strawberry towards his mouth, your hand moves under his chin to secure any dripping chocolate.
He pauses for a second, his eyes looking at you and then the strawberry. He grins as he slowly bites down, maintaining eye contact with you. You let out a soft chuckle as he pulls away, chocolate remains on the corner of his mouth.
âHold on, you have some chocolate right hereâ. You lick your thumb and stand on your tippy toes. Using his shoulder as a support.
Sukuna touches around his face trying to find the mess. âHuh?Where?â.
You softly swipe your thumb on the corner of his mouth. Discarding the remains of chocolate. Your thumb stays there as you both gaze at each other. Sukunaâs hands planted on your hips, stabling your balance.
Sukuna thought this was the perfect moment to finally confess to you. The both of you alone in each others worlds, your bodies blending togetherâit was marvelous.
âI have something to conf-â. He gets cut off by the sound of a familiar infuriating voice.
âHey! Look who it is!â. Sukuna snaps his head towards the voice, fucking Gojoâalways ruining everything. He looks back at you, you nod your head and smile as you back away from him.
âHave a good night Sukunaâ. You left. He couldâve told you right there, but no it was ruined.
Gojo pats Sukunaâs shoulder, âHow you doing man?!â. Sukuna swats his hand away and storms out of the room.
It was lunch time. Surprisingly there was no one in the break room, usually itâs packed with employees and the weird smell of everyoneâs microwaved food.
You were munching on a juicy peach, writing down the upcoming stocks. Enjoying the peace and quiet thatâs never been in the building.
Sukuna was pacing down the hall with his brows furrowed and a stack of papers in his hand. Seriously, Geto could not stop requesting a collaboration with Malevolent Co. His eyes got a glance of you, alone in the break room. He suddenly stopped in his tracks and approaches youâcompletely forgetting about the task at hand.
âHey, you alright?â. You stop writing and turn your head towards him. He looked more handsome than usual for some reason.
âYeah! Just wishing we had more coffee in hereâ. He lazily smiles and starts playing with one of his ear piercings. He does that when heâs nervous.
âIâm able to grant your wish if you come with me to grab coffeeâ. You drop your pen and swiftly organize your papers.
âI didnât know youâre Aladdinâ. You both chuckle, you stuff your papers into your bag as Sukuna swings your bag over his shoulder. âBut yeah of course! Lead the wayâ.
Walking side by side one another in silence. It wasnât awkward with uncomfortable tension, it felt peaceful. Then you remembered the moment at the party.
âSukunaâ, he looks down at you with his brow raisedââYou said you had something to confess while at the partyâ. His expression faltered for a second but heâs swift enough to cover it up. âWhat was it?â.
His voice gets stuck in his throat, this might be the right time now. Or maybe at the coffee shop. He clears his throat and flicks your forehead. âIâll tell you once we get thereâ.
He orders the both of you coffee and one other thing. Your sugary cheesecake that you always buy.
âHow did you know this was my favorite?â. You take a piece and stuff it into your mouth.
âJust assumed it was. Seems like some shit you would buyâ. Wrong. He knew it was your favorite because you would always eat it during lunch. Leftover Icing was always seen on your mouth whenever you talked to him after break.
You placed your fork down and brush a strand of hair behind your ear. âSo, what was your confession?â.
It was time. Sukuna can finally let out his bottled up feelings for you. No more interruptions, heâs going to do it.
âI wanted to tell you this for a very long fucking timeâ. You giggle at his sudden rage. He takes a deep breath and softly exhales, âI really lik-â, the sound of ringing and vibration comes from your phone.
âSorry Sukuna hold onâ. He quietly grunts in frustration, seriously these interruptions are pissing him off. âAre you okay? Do you want me to come over right now?â. Sukuna has a puzzled look on his face, who are you talking to?
You end the call and quickly get up. âWhatâs wrong?â, he gets up and grabs your bag, throwing away the food.
âMy mom has a really bad feverâIâm sorry sukuna but can you give me a ride?â. He nods his head as you both hurry out of the shop.
This was the second time he couldnât do it. He started to think itâs completely useless to confess now. The universe must have something against him with all of these unnecessary interruptions.
It was Valentineâs Day. The building is bustling with chatter, secret admirers, and a bunch of heart filled chocolate tins. You donât get anything on Valentineâs Day, you didnât expect anything from anyone.
So to your surprise, when Sukuna called you into his office he was holding an enormous bouquet of your favorite flowers and that sugary cheesecake.
âHappy Valentineâs Day bratâ. You flash him that adorable smile of yours and gently take the bouquet from his hands.
âThese are beautiful Sukuna!â, he does that boyish grin that you like and eyes you up and down. Your outfit is different from usual today. A pink button up, light grey slacks, white flats with a small bow, and your hair was tied up. In his eyes you always look magnificent but today felt different. Maybe it was the love in the air.
âYeah, they reminded me of you. Beautiful flowers deserve a beautiful womanâ. You stare at him with a surprised expression, your handsome boss just called you beautiful.
He realizes what he just said and runs a hand over his face in embarrassment.
âFuck um, I heard that somewhere on the internet..â
The scary intimidating Sukuna got embarrassed. Not a casual sight for anyone in Malevolent Co.
You giggle as you place the bouquet down on his desk. You step closer to him, planting your hand on his bicep.
âIf thatâs the case..â , you stand on your tippy toes as your hand softly grasp the side of his face. Your lips leaving a small kiss on his cheek, your lip gloss placing a faint stain.
âI think a handsome man deserves a kissâ. He gazes at you in awe, his hands on your hips rubbing small circles with his thumb.
This was perfect. Perfect time and day to release his bottled up feelings. The day of love, surely no interruptions can happen.
âI have to tell you something. Like nowâ. You nod your head in anticipation.
Sukuna looks around, just in case a bitch ass person tries to interrupt again. He was in the clear, he averts his eyes back to you.
His throat suddenly goes dry, he tried doing this two times already. Yet he still gets nervous. He clears his throat and lets the words flow out.
âI have feeli-â, of course he was delayed. Yuji barges into his office and throws down a stack of papers onto his desk.
âWhat the fuck is it now?â. Sukuna releases his hold on your hips as he pinches the bridge of his nose in frustration.
âToji keeps sending these weird warning voice mails saying heâs gonna fuck up the companyâif we donât pay him a million dollars!â. Yuji picks up the papers and slap it onto Sukunaâs chest.
Sukuna reads one of the papers and slams it into Yujiâs face.
âFor fuck sake, give him a million dollars thenâI donât careâ.
At this rate, he wonât be able to confess. Like at all. Maybe this is life telling him you both donât belong with each other.
Gojo invited everyone to a lantern festival. It was nighttime, the stars sparkled as the moon illuminated in the dark. It was perfect for the lanterns.
There was blankets laid out on the grass as everyone laughed and shared chatter. You were sitting alone, admiring the jet black sky.
Sukuna walked towards you and gently lowered himself down next to you.
âIt looks heavenly, doesnât it?â. You look beside you, he was already staring at you. He looked so gentle and tender under the moonlightâs illumination. His salmon hair being slightly disheveled, his silver piercings shinning, and his crimson eyes admiring you. Truly divine.
âYes it doesâ. The both of you arenât looking at the sky, no it was completely forgotten. âDo you want to light a lantern with me?â.
He flicks your forehead and smirks, âOf course I do, silly girlâ.
The both of you begin assembling the lantern. Sukuna grabs a pen and quickly writes something on the front. You immediately notice it and stare at him with warmth.
It was both of your Initials with a plus sign in between them. And a colored in heart at the end.
âOur initials huh?â, you hold the big lantern in your hands as you stare at the writing.
âYes, our initialsâ. He grabs one of the lighters as he lights up the bottom of the lantern.
You observe the people around you, everyone was standing up and holding their lanterns. Laughter and even cries can be faintly heard. You and Sukuna both stand up at the same time, the two of you holding each side of the lantern.
As time closes in to let go and release it, Sukuna has no time to waste.
He says your name as he stares at you with tenderness. His hands overlapping yours while holding the lantern.
âI really like you. Iâve always have. Ever since you started working for meâ. Your mouth slightly opens in shock. Your eyes filled with fondness are now widen.
He pauses and inhales deeply. He lets all of it spill out of his mouth.
âThe way you carry yourself with kindness. I see the way you treat people and mainly how you treat me. Youâre not scared of me. You saw me. You always haveâ. His eyes slowly start filling up with tears.
His voice starting to crack as he feels the emotions bubbling up.
âYouâre a woman filled with adoration. Overflowing with love. I want to experience your love. Your kindness. And especially your warmthâ.
His tears slowly running down his cheeks. His breathing is uncontrolled, and his hands gripping the lantern harder.
âMay I experience all of that with you?â.
You smile as one of your hands come up to his cheeks and softly wipe away the wetness. Your hand stays on his cheek as you look him in the eyes.
Right when you say that everyone releases their lanterns into the air. You and Sukuna let go of the lantern as you brace your arms around his neck. His hands on your hips once again, but this time it happens.
Both of your lips hovering so close to one another, he closes the gap as his grip on your hips hardens. Your fingers playing with his hair as you feel the softness of his lips against yours.
Sukuna finally confessed.
a/n: I know I know..itâs ooc for Sukuna. I just thought a soft sukuna would be nice to write :).