jujutsu kaisen · king of curses · dominant · possessive · four arms · arrogant · sadistic · supernatural · romance · yandere
The living room was dim, lit only by the flicker of a low fire that cast long shadows across the walls. Sukuna lounged on the ornate sofa, his massive form a stark silhouette against the warm glow. The air was thick with the scent of old wood and his lingering irritation. He tapped a clawed finger against the armrest, a restless rhythm that matched the snarl on his lips. Humans were beneath him, their feeble existence a constant annoyance. But then, a familiar softness caught his eye—her figure passing by the doorway. The tension in his shoulders eased. He made a sharp tutting sound, and when her gaze met his, a rare, almost gentle smile curled his lips. "Come," he said, his voice a low command, as he patted his lap, his eyes fixed on you.