in which shy!reader doesn't know where her relationship with frat!kuna stands
a/n: super short fluffy drabble for my like real people do series to make up for my lack of a don't fear the reaper update this weekend lol was listening to cold cold man by saint motel when i wrote this if you'd like to give it a listen while reading! <3
cw: a little angst bc reader's a lil insecure in this one but sukuna is here to let her know she has no reason to be, fluff, suggestive content, MDNI
you weren't sure what to label your relationship with sukuna.
friends? fuck buddies? something more?
something shifted between the two of you since the last frat party, but you couldn't put your finger on exactly what.
you're not naive enough to think you're the only girl warming sukuna's sheets - he has a reputation for a reason - but somewhere along the way, the lines between friends with benefits and something more blurred for you.
sukuna no longer ignored you in public, but he wasn't affectionate either - acknowledging you with a simple nod of the head, occupying the seat next to you in your shared classes, somehow knowing which days were your busy days and bringing you food at lunch to make sure you didn't starve, walking you to your dorm if your last class got out late at night (those nights usually ended with him in your bed).
sex was different too. the first few times you slept with him, the sex was animalistic, hungry. and it definitely still is sometimes. but other nights, sukuna holds you like you're the most precious thing in the world, takes his time with you like he wants to savor you, cleans you up with a delicateness you were surprised to find him capable of, falls asleep in your bed after with his strong arms pulling you into his chest like this means more.
you were afraid to let it mean more. to admit to yourself how much you really like sukuna.
because sukuna didn't do relationships. he fucked girls until he got bored then moved onto the next. everyone knew this. you knew this from the moment he pulled you into that closet and he made you cum on his fingers.
these are the thoughts that plague your mind as you lay in sukuna's bed, fully bare and legs spread, staring at his ceiling while he tries to worship you between your thighs.
you jolt when you suddenly feel his fingers flick your forehead.
"you wanna tell me what's going through that pretty head of yours?" he asks, and you hate the way your heart jumps from the simple compliment. pretty.
"it's nothin, ryo," you lie, hoping that's enough to make him drop the subject.
you shiver as his warmth leaves your core and instead he is hovering directly over you, examining your face carefully, eyes narrowed, his lips downturned in an unconvinced frown.
"don't lie to me," he huffs, "can tell you're not into it tonight. what's wrong?"
you chew your bottom lip, trying to decide if you should be honest with him - no matter how stupid of an idea that seems - about to lie again when he rests his forehead against yours.
"talk to me," he murmurs, eye contact unwavering.
"that," you whisper so quietly you're not sure if he even hears you, but the way his brow quirks up tells you he did.
"what do you mean 'that?'"
"i get confused when you treat me like that."
"like what?" sukuna asks, forehead wrinkling as his brows furrow, lips setting into an even deeper frown.
"like i'm more than just a friend you sleep with sometimes."
"listen, i know i'm probably not the only girl you're sleeping with right now, and i know that this is just supposed to be fun, but when you treat me like i mean more, like maybe you actually like me, it's hard not to catch feelings," you admit, eyes darting away from his, a flush coming over your cheeks at your confession.
he grabs your face and forces you to look back at him, a smug smirk falling over his stupidly handsome face, "so you like me huh?"
you groan, "that's what you took away from all that?"
instead of answering, he captures your lips in a kiss, one that's different from the others. it's slow, soft. you gasp into it, and he takes the opportunity to snake his tongue into your mouth, the feeling of him taking over all of your senses.
he only pulls away after you're breathless, pupils blown, chest rising and falling rapidly from the way the kiss made you feel.
"for a smart girl, you really can be stupid sometimes," he smirks, laughing when your face pinches into a frustrated pout.
"what's that supposed to mean?" you whine.
"it means i like you too, idiot," he says, the smirk gone from his face, replaced by an uncharacteristically serious look that you don't think you've ever seen the man make.
you must look as shocked as you feel, because he huffs out another laugh before continuing:
"i haven't slept with anyone else since i started sleeping with you. can't. always thinking about you. thinking about the next time i'll get to see you, about the fact that i'm the only one who has ever had you like this."
"kuna--" you start, only for him to shush you.
"wait, fuck, let me finish," he says, making you giggle slightly, "i'm not good with words, and i'm kinda an asshole, and i'm not good at showing affection. but you really think i'd go out of my way to always save a seat for you in our classes if i didn't want you around? or memorize your crazy schedule just so i know which days you need me to bring you lunch or walk you home so you don't have to walk back by yourself late at night? or spend all my free time making sure those idiots from your astrophysics club don't get the wrong idea and think that it's ok to flirt with you?"
the last confession has you gasping.
"is that why they've all been acting so weird around me?!"
"that's besides the point," sukuna says with a roll of his eyes, "the point is i'm not good at this relationship thing, but i'm trying. for you."
his words have your body relaxing into his, an action that does not go unnoticed by sukuna. "there's my girl," he smiles, body shifting back to its previous position between your legs, face hovering over your heat.
"now, let me show my pretty girl just how much i like her."
you walk through the quad the next day, head in the clouds as you think about everything sukuna confessed to you the night before.
your face breaks into a wide smile just thinking about it, relief washing over you that your feelings weren't just one-sided.
you still didn't know where your relationship with sukuna stood, but you felt less nervous, less insecure about it than before.
you're drawn from your thoughts when you hear a sharp whistle and a call of your name, head snapping over to see sukuna with some of his frat brothers.
you give him a polite wave, starting to turn the other direction before he's beckoning you over, "come here!" he shouts.
you begrudgingly shuffle towards the group, eyes on the ground, feeling overwhelmed by all the people.
you've spent much more time at the frat as of late, but usually you're just in sukuna's room, only saying hi to his brothers in passing. you've never really hung out with them aside from on occasion at one of their ragers where they're all way too drunk to remember your conversations anyway.
once you finally reach sukuna, you're shocked as you feel him casually wrap one of his large arms around your shoulder, pulling you directly into his side.
"what's up kuna?" you murmur, face beet red from all the eyes on you.
sukuna simply smirks, turning to face his frat brothers, squeezing your shoulder tight as he says, "just wanted to officially introduce everyone to my girlfriend."
tags: @yarimarjane @raritysspouse