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âą đđđđđđđ :: Sukuna x fem!reader
âą đđđđđ :: dark romance ă» angst ă» supernatural ă» reincarnation AU ă» obsessive love ă» psychological tension
âą đđđđđđ :: possessive behavior . toxic love . reincarnation . violence . bloodshed . emotional obsession . jealousy . manipulation . fate . loneliness . emotional dependency . eventual smut . corruption of love . âyou belong to meâ energy .
âą đđđđđđđđ :: dark content ahead . toxic relationships . emotional abuse . cheating mentions . manipulation . obsessive behavior . blood & gore . violence . death . possessiveness . verbal degradation/name calling . unhealthy attachment . stalking behavior . panic/anxiety themes . explicit language . eventual smut. ANGST.
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The apartment had long since fallen silent. The television downstairs had shut off hours ago.
Tokyoâs city lights barely slipped through the curtains now, casting faint silver shadows across the room while soft rain tapped quietly against the window. and there, tangled beneath dark sheets you slept peacefully in Sukunaâs arms. His body rested behind yours, large and warm against your back while one arm remained wrapped tightly around your waist.
Like even in sleep, some part of him feared you disappearing if he loosened his grip. Your breathing was soft and steady. Every now and then, your body unconsciously melted closer into his warmth, seeking him out even deeper in your sleep.
And every single time you did that, an unfamiliar feeling returned to Sukunaâs chest. That dangerous softness..The one only you could pull from him. His face rested partly against your hair while his fingers lazily brushed along your stomach beneath the soft pajamas you wore to bed. Slow and gentle circles tracing your soft skin, almost absentmindedly.
Like he was reassuring himself you were still there. But deep within sleep, a familiar memory finally came to collect him once again. and suddenly he was no longer in Tokyo.
Warm summer wind drifted through ancient temple halls lined with gold and crimson silk. The scent of incense burned softly in the air while distant bells echoed faintly somewhere beyond the palace gardens, centuries ago.
Back when Sukuna still believed himself incapable of loving anything. and then there you were. Not dressed like royalty. Not dressed like a warrior. Just⊠you. Kneeling quietly near the outer garden with your sleeves rolled slightly past your wrists while carefully sorting medicinal herbs into little baskets beside an elderly healer.
Sunlight poured over your skin so softly it almost looked unreal, and Sukuna remembered exactly what irritated him first. You werenât afraid of him..Everybody else feared him. Servants lowered their heads. Sorcerers trembled. Entire villages prayed theyâd never cross his path. But you?
You barely looked impressed. In fact you didnât even notice him at first. That alone was enough to stop him in his tracks. Sukuna stood silently near the garden entrance watching you laugh softly at something the old healer said while your fingers continued separating flowers and herbs carefully. You were so gentle, and warm in his eyes.Â
Nothing like the bloodstained world he existed in. and for reasons he still couldnât explain even now he kept watching. Then finally, you looked up. Your eyes met his, and the old healer beside you immediately froze in terror. The baskets dropped from his hands. âS-Sukuna---â But you tilted your head curiously instead. Studying him, like you were trying to figure him out. Sukuna remembered the exact moment irritation twisted inside his chest.
Because instead of running..instead of dropping down to your knees begging for your life to be spared..instead of worshipping him, you simply looked at him and said, â...Youâre taller than the stories said.â
The healer beside you looked seconds away from death. But you? You just brushed dirt from your hands calmly before standing to your feet.
And Sukuna, the King of Curses himself actually stared at you and was speechless for the first time in centuries. Because no one had ever spoken to him so casually before. Silence immediately fell across the garden.
The elderly healer beside you went pale so quickly it almost worried you. He immediately dropped to his knees, forehead pressing against the ground. âM-My king, please forgive us---â
Only then did you realize who exactly stood before you. The King of Curses, Ryomen Sukuna. Your eyes widened slightly before you quickly bowed politely in respect. âMy apologies, my king,â you said softly. âMy name is Y/N.â
Sukuna stared at you quietly, longer than necessary. Then slowly he tilted his head. ââŠY/N,â he repeated lowly, like he was testing how your name felt in his mouth. âHm.â
Something unreadable flickered behind those crimson eyes. âInteresting.â Beside you, the healer still trembled violently against the ground. âPlease, my king,â he begged shakily. âShe meant no disrespect, we beg for forgiveness---â
But Sukuna merely looked away lazily, âThereâs no need for that.â The healer looked genuinely stunned. Because Sukuna was not known for mercy. Especially not over disrespect. Yet somehow, you remained completely calm standing in front of him. and that alone fascinated him. after that day..it became strange.
Because Sukuna kept returning. At first, you thought it was a coincidence. Then maybe just a little curiosity. Then eventually, you realized he was coming specifically to see you. Some days heâd stand silently beneath the garden trees while you sorted herbs beside the healer.
Other days, heâd walk beside you through the mountain paths while you gathered flowers and medicinal roots into woven baskets. At first, you barely spoke, but eventually you started explaining things to him. âThese leaves help with fevers.â
âThis flower is poisonous if prepared incorrectly.â Sukuna listened quietly while watching your fingers carefully sort through plants with gentle precision. â...And this one?â he asked one afternoon while holding up a dark purple flower between clawed fingers.
You looked over briefly before immediately snatching it from his hand. âThat one kills people.â Sukuna then laughed lowly. âWell,â he mused, watching you carefully place the flower away, âthat explains why I've grown fond of it.â You rolled your eyes. âYou shouldnât joke about things like that.âÂ
âand yet,â he stepped slightly closer, âyouâre the one teaching me about poisonous flowers.â Warmth crawled up your neck embarrassingly fast. and Sukuna noticed immediately. From that point forward, fate seemed determined to keep pulling you toward one another. One night together turned into many. Many nights turned into another, Sukuna rarely slept deeply. Not for centuries.
Most nights consisted of silence, wandering palace halls, or sitting awake while the rest of the world foolishly believed itself safe beneath the cover of darkness. But laying there beside you tonight⊠sleep came easier.
The warm weight of your body rested against his chest while moonlight spilled softly across tangled sheets and exposed skin. One of your legs remained thrown lazily across his waist while your breathing brushed gently against his neck.
Sukunaâs fingers traced absentminded circles against your bare back while his crimson eyes studied your sleeping face quietly. He still found it so strange. How someone so delicate managed to quiet something so violent inside him.
Then slowly your eyes fluttered open. You smiled sleepily the second you saw him staring. â...Youâre doing it again.â
âHm?â
âWatching me sleep.â Sukuna smirked faintly. âAnd?â You rolled your eyes softly before hiding your face briefly against his chest. âAnd? it's rude to stare at a sleeping lady.â
âAnd yet,â his hand slid lower against your waist possessively, âyou keep sleeping in my bed.â Warmth spread across your cheeks instantly. Sukuna loved that. Loved how easily he could pull reactions from you. Especially when you tried pretending he couldnât.
Then softly your hand drifted downward. Resting against your stomach. The movement immediately caught Sukunaâs attention. For a moment neither of you spoke.
Because suddenly the reality of it settled over the room all over again. You were with childâŠHis child. Something terrifyingly fragile and impossibly precious growing inside you. Sukunaâs gaze lowered toward your stomach quietly before he leaned down, pressing a slow kiss against it.
âYou should stay here permanently,â he murmured against your skin. You blinked softly. âHm?â
âNo more clan missions.â His voice remained calm. Matter-of-fact. He spoke like the decision had already been made. âNo more fighting. No more sorcerers trying to use you.â His eyes lifted toward yours again. âYouâll stay beside me.â Something warm tightened painfully in your chest. Because part of you wanted that more than anything.
Sukuna continued quietly..âYou can spend your days making those ridiculous medicines you like so much.â You laughed softly. âThey are not ridiculous.â
âHalf of them smell terrible.â
âAnd half of your palace is covered in blood. We all have flaws.â That actually made him laugh. Low and rough beneath his breath. Then his hand slid over yours where it rested against your stomach. âYouâll have whatever you want.â
Your chest tightened. âSukuna---â
âIâm serious.â The room became quieter then. âWhatever life you want.â His thumb brushed slowly against your knuckles. âYouâll never have to fight for anyone ever again.â
And there it was, that terrifying sincerity he only allowed you to see. âYouâll simply be my wife.â The words settled heavily between you. Like he truly couldnât imagine a future anymore where you didnât belong beside him.
Your eyes softened instantly. ââŠI should go speak with my father first.â Sukunaâs expression darkened slightly because he never liked your father. Never trusted him. But eventually he exhaled quietly. âFine.â
Then he pulled you closer against him again immediately afterward. Like some instinct inside him already hated the thought of you leaving his sight. âDonât take long.â
You smiled softly against his chest. âI wonât. I promise Iâll be back soonâ and that unknowingly..became the last promise you ever made to him.
As time passed, Sukuna grew impatient. At first, he told himself you were simply talking too much. You always did that whenever emotions got involved. Maybe your father was arguing. Maybe you were trying to calm him down.
Maybe you were defending your choice. Still something restless twisted inside Sukunaâs chest. Because deep down, he couldnât understand why there would even be conflict. Why would anyone say no to your happiness?
Especially now. Especially since you were with child...His child.The thought alone softened him for only a moment before irritation returned again. Your father had spent years trying to mold you into a weapon for the clan and Sukuna hated that.
Hated the thought of your soft hands stained with blood instead of herbs and medicine. You deserved a choice. You deserved a peaceful life. You deserved a life untouched by war. and Sukuna had every intention of giving it to you.
Finally..unable to wait any longer he left the palace. The night air was cool against his skin as he walked the familiar path you always took back to him. At first, everything seemed normal. ThenâŠ.he smelled blood. Sukuna stopped instantly. Every muscle in his body locked. No. No no no---In less than a second he was there.
and suddenly the world ended, because there you were. Collapsed along the stone pathway beneath the moonlight. A pool of crimson spread endlessly beneath your body, soaking through pale silk while one trembling hand remained stretched weakly forward like you had tried to crawl away.
Two clan guards lay slaughtered nearby. Their bodies were torn apart so brutally the earth itself was stained red around them. Even dying you foughtâŠOf course you did. Sukuna stared at you silently standing completely still.
Like his mind refused to process what his eyes were seeing. Then slowly his knees hit the ground, and the weight of the world dropped with him. Nearby homes cracked violently from the pressure of his cursed energy alone.
The earth trembled beneath him, but Sukuna barely noticed. Because his hands were already reaching for you. CarefullyâŠfar more carefully than a monster like him deserved, he lifted your body into his arms. You were still warm.
His hand immediately pressed against your stomach. Nothing. Then to your chest. Nothing. No heartbeat. No movement. No life. And somehow..the silence around him deepened.
Sukuna had always been quiet by nature. But this? This silence was unbearable. Like the entire world itself had stopped breathing alongside you. Then the memories started.Â
Your laugh echoing through palace halls. Your hands tangled in his robes while teasing him for being âtoo serious.â The way you smiled sleepily at him in the mornings. The way you whispered .. âIâll come right back.â Sukunaâs jaw clenched violently.
Because you promised. You promised youâd come back to him. A low sound finally escaped his throat then. Not rage..Something far worse. Pure, soul-crushing grief. The kind that hollowed a man out from the inside.
Slowly Sukuna stood while holding your body bridal style against his chest. His robes became soaked with your blood almost instantly. But he didnât care. Because everything human left inside him had died beside you on that path.
The love of his life was gone. His childâŠwas gone, and the heart he never believed he possessed now tightened so violently inside his chest it felt unbearable. Like it might explode from the pain alone. Sukuna looked down at your lifeless face one final time.. and somewhere deep inside him something merciless awakened completely.
Humanity had stolen his world from him. Soon humanity would learn exactly what kind of mistake they had made against the King of Curses.
After your death Ryomen Sukuna became something humanity could no longer comprehend. An entire calamity. The King of Curses became the most feared name spoken across the Heian Era, his massacres so brutal entire villages prayed rather than fought when they heard he was near.
There was no mercy left in him after that night. Nothing human survived your death. Sukuna after you was empty, cold and detached. The kind of monster that slaughtered without expression and walked away without looking back.
Humanity had ripped his heart from his chest. So he spent centuries ripping the world apart in return. Clans continued offering him women afterward. Hoards and Hoards of Concubines.
Beautiful daughters dressed in silk and gold, gifted to him like peace offerings from terrified families desperate to survive his wrath. But Sukuna never touched them. Not even once.
He barely even acknowledged them. The women lived entire lifetimes within his palace untouched, unseen, unwanted. Some eventually died of old age there. None of them mattered. Because every single time Sukuna looked at another womanâŠall he saw was what they were not.
They were not you. They did not laugh like you. Did not speak to him like you. Did not reach for his hand in sleep like you, and worst of all..they were alive. While you werenât. So Sukuna stopped looking at people entirely after that. Stopped allowing himself attachment. And maybe that was why the dreamâŠno this nightmare, hurt so badly.
Because even after all this time..he still remembered exactly how it felt to lose you.
Sukuna woke abruptly. A sharp breath leaving his chest while his eyes opened instantly into darkness. For a second pure panic gripped him. Then he felt you, still sleeping soundly. Still curled safely in his arms.
Relief hit him so hard it almost hurt. Then slowly, Sukuna pulled you closer against his chest, burying his face briefly near your hair while his arm tightened around your waist possessively. Like he was reassuring himself this was real.
That you were real. Not another nightmare. Not another memory. His crimson eyes studied your sleeping face quietly for a long moment before he whispered low enough that only the darkness heard him: âI waited centuries for you to return to me, my love.â His fingers brushed softly along your cheek. âand nothing will ever take you from me again.â
But you remained completely asleep. Knocked out comfortably against him while soft morning light slowly began creeping through the curtains.
Eventually you stirred first. Your brows furrowed sleepily while sunlight warmed your face. and immediately you realized Sukuna was still there. Still holding you, one arm wrapped around your waist closing you in while his face was buried in the back of your neck.Â
A normal person probably wouldâve panicked. Told him to get the hell out of there. Questioned why he was in their bed. But instead you felt a strange sense of comfort. Like some deep hidden part of you already knew what it felt like to wake up in his arms.
Your body almost instinctively melted deeper against him before your brain caught up. Wait. What the hell are you doing? Get it together y/n. Then you shifted slightly to sit up, and Sukuna woke almost instantly once you moved.
For a moment, neither of you spoke. Sunlight poured across both of your faces while sleep still lingered softly between you. Then finally you smiled faintly. âGet enough beauty sleep?â Sukuna stared at you lazily for a second before answering. âPlenty.â
His voice came out rough from sleep. Deep enough that warmth immediately spread through your thighs again. Then casually he reached up and brushed a strand of hair away from your face. His fingers lingered slightly too long near your cheek. âDid you?â
Your cheeks warmed embarrassingly fast. You rolled your eyes quickly to hide it. âWhatever.â Sukuna smirked faintly. Then you suddenly remembered your phone. âOh---wait.â You sat up more fully. âHave you seen my phone?â
Sukuna pointed lazily toward the other side of the room. You climbed out of bed expecting anxiety immediately. Missed calls or more messages from Jacob. But when you finally unlocked your phone there was nothing.
Nothing from Jacob at all. Your brows furrowed slightly. ââŠWeird.â You honestly expected him to spam your phone after last night.
But instead you were left with silence. What you didnât know was that every single message Jacob attempted sending now went directly to Sukuna instead. They were all blocked and intercepted. Controlled completely without your knowledge.
And somewhere far away Jacobâs phone sat abandoned and bloodstained beside a shattered shrine gate. Erased from the world so completely it almost felt like he never existed at all.
After setting your phone down onto the counter, you could still feel him staring at you. Like daggers pressing into the back of your neck. Slowly, you turned your head over your shoulder toward him. Before you could even ask what his problem was Sukuna spoke first.
âGet dressed.â His voice was low from sleep, rough enough to send warmth curling low in your stomach again. âThereâs somewhere I want to take you.â
You blinked at him suspiciously. ââŠWhy should I go anywhere with you?â
Sukuna tilted his head slightly at that. Then slowly he stepped closer. Gosh he was so broad and intimidating. âInteresting,â he murmured, crimson eyes locking onto yours, âYou say that so confidently while your body is telling me something else .â The sarcasm in his tone made your eye twitch slightly.
Because he knew exactly what he was doing, and somehow that irritated you more because deep downâŠyou did want to go. Which was ridiculous. You barely knew this man. At least thatâs what you kept trying to tell yourself.
So instead, you turned quickly toward the bathroom before he could see the conflict on your face. âFine,â you muttered. âJust give me a few minutes.â
Behind you, Sukuna smirked faintly. Then you disappeared into the bathroom. The hot water from the shower relaxed your muscles almost instantly, steam filling the room while your thoughts spiraled embarrassingly fast.
Why did you care so much what he thought today? You found yourself doing extra. Scrubbing carefully. Moisturizing from head to toe. Making sure your curls sat perfectly once you pinned them up into a messy bun. and when you finally stepped in front of the mirror afterward wearing a fitted white tank top, tiny Juicy Couture shorts, and white flip-flops your eyes drifted toward the black heart necklace resting against your skin.
Your fingers brushed against it softly. Then you stared at yourself for a long moment before quietly inhaling. âJust stop overthinking it,â you muttered under your breath. âJacob made his choice.â And somehow saying that aloud hurt less than it shouldâve.
When you finally stepped back out into the apartment Sukuna looked up immediately. His gaze dragged slowly down your body. From your damp curls. To the necklace. To the curve of your thighs beneath those tiny shorts. Then back upward again slowly, like a starved man.
His eyes stopped at the black heart resting against your chest once more, and something dark and possessive flickered across his face. Like seeing you still wearing it fed something dangerous inside him. Then finally his crimson eyes lifted back to yours.
Staring at you like something heâd been craving for centuries was finally within reach. You followed Sukuna out of your apartment building cautiously, your tote bag hanging from your shoulder while the early morning air brushed softly against your skin.
Waiting outside near the curb was a large black SUV. Sukuna walked ahead first before opening the back door for you himself. The leather seats were cool beneath your thighs as you climbed inside, adjusting your purse carefully onto your lap.
A second later, Sukuna entered beside you. The moment the door shut the driver immediately pulled away from the curb without a word. Like the destination had already been decided long before you stepped inside.
That made unease curl in your stomach instantly. Quietly, you reached for your phone. Just in case. You quickly turned your location on and sent it to Nobara.
YOU: with sukuna lol gotta be safe đ
Almost immediately, three dots popped up.
NOBARA đ đ:Â GIRL???
NOBARA đ đ:Â if you come back pregnant donât call me crying
You snorted quietly before covering your mouth. Beside you Sukunaâs gaze lowered toward your glowing phone screen immediately. âWhatâs funny?â You nearly choked on your laugh. âN-Nothing.â His eyes narrowed slightly. Clearly not believing a thing you said.
Embarrassed, you turned quickly toward the window instead, watching Tokyo blur past while trying to ignore how aware you suddenly were of his body sitting beside yours.
Then suddenly Sukuna spoke again. âSo tell me.â His voice was low and dangerously calm. âWhat exactly do you see in that pathetic excuse for a man?â Your brows furrowed slightly. ââŠJacob?â
The fact he even brought him up caught you completely off guard. Wait a damn minute... Was he actually jealous? You leaned back slightly into the seat before exhaling softly. âAt firstâŠâ you admitted quietly, âit felt exciting.â
Sukuna remained silent beside you. So you continued. â Heâs like a Venus flytrap.â His eyebrow lifted slightly. You laughed awkwardly. âI donât know how to explain it. Itâs likeâŠâ You looked down at your hands. âYou get trapped before you even realize youâre trapped.â
âAnd then suddenly youâre spending all your energy trying to keep someone happy who barely even notices they are killing you from the inside out.â The SUV fell quiet for a moment after that. Then Sukuna asked âSo why stay?â
That question hit harder than you expected. Because honestly? You didnât fully know anymore. Your father loved Jacob. He came from a rich family with well connections. Good for your dadâs business and the best for your future.
At least according to everyone except you. But saying all that out loud felt humiliating somehow. So instead you looked toward Sukuna suspiciously. âWhy do you care?â Dangerous silence fell heavily. Because Sukuna was not used to being questioned at all.
Most people would rather die. Instead of answering he suddenly moved closer. Until your back nearly pressed against the car door.
Your breath caught instantly. One large arm draped itself across the back of the seat behind you while his other hand slid firmly against your thigh. His hand was so warm and heavy, causing your pulse to jump violently.
Then he leaned down near your ear, close enough for his breath to brush your skin. âKeep talkin to me like that and weâre going to have a very different conversation,â he murmured darkly, his large fingers firmly squeezing your thigh once, âBe grateful you don't know what's on my mind.â
Heat exploded straight into your stomach causing your thighs to instinctively press tightly together, and Sukuna noticed immediately..Of course he did. A faint smirk tugged at his mouth just as the SUV finally slowed to a stop. âWeâre here.â
You blinked rapidly before looking out the window and immediately frowned. ââŠAn abandoned hospital?â The building looked old. Half the windows were shattered while vines crawled up cracked concrete walls.The entire place looked haunted. You slowly turned toward Sukuna again. âSo this is how you kill me?â He stared at you blankly. âYou bring me to some creepy abandoned hospital, murder me, and dump my body in a basement somewhere?â
Sukuna stepped out of the vehicle first before glancing back at you with visible irritation. âIs there anything at all inside that head of yours?â You frowned. âIf I wanted you dead,â he said coldly, âyou wouldn't be standing here now.â Then he started walking away. âNow follow me.â
You quickly climbed out after him, clutching your purse tighter while unease twisted in your chest. Without even realizing it your fingers found the black heart necklace resting against your skin. Holding it instinctively, grounding yourself.
The air around the abandoned building felt⊠wrong. Too quiet. Like something unseen was breathing beside you. You kept glancing over your shoulder while following Sukuna deeper inside the crumbling structure. It felt like you were in a horror film as you continued following him deeper into the abandoned buildingâŠDark hallways with flickering lights. Water dripping somewhere in the distance.
Then suddenly the atmosphere changed. The sky darkened unnaturally fast. The air pressure dropped so violently your ears popped. And before you could even process what was happening the world around you shifted.
And for the first time..you stood inside Sukunaâs domain.
Meanwhile, back at Jujutsu High Nobara, Yuji, and Megumi had just entered the classroom for morning training. Gojo sat lazily across the teacherâs desk, long legs stretched out while flipping through paperwork he clearly had no interest in actually reading.
The moment all three students walked in he tilted his head slightly. âHm.â A grin slowly spread across his face. âLooks like weâre missing someone.â
Nobara dropped into her seat immediately. âOh, right. Y/Nâs with Sukuna.â That caught Gojoâs attention instantly. ââŠIs that right?â His tone shifted immediately. Yuji nodded absentmindedly while digging through snacks in his bag.
Gojoâs grin widened slowly beneath his blindfold. âHow interesting.â Megumi immediately looked annoyed. âWhat, dude just spit it out already.â Gojo sat upright dramatically. âItâs just soooo funny how sheâs conveniently absent on the exact first day sheâs supposed to report here.â
Yuji blinked. âWait⊠does she even know sheâs supposed to start today?â The room fell quiet. Gojo tilted his head. ââŠHer father signed all the transfer paperwork personally himself.â
Megumi sighed instantly. âShe definitely doesnât know.â Gojo looked toward him. âAnd whyâs that?â Megumi crossed his arms. âBecause if she knew, sheâd be here obviously.â That answer seemed to genuinely amuse Gojo. Nobara suddenly lifted her phone. âWellâŠâ she said casually, âI have her location.â Three heads immediately turned toward her.
âYou WHAT?â Yuji shouted. Nobara rolled her eyes. âShe sent it to me earlier, idiot.â Gojo immediately clapped his hands together excitedly.âWell then!â He stood up dramatically from the seat . âLooks like weâre going on a field trip today.â
Megumi instantly facepalmed. âThis is a terrible idea.â
âProbably,â Gojo agreed happily. âSo letâs go.â
âWe should leave them alone.â Gojo looked genuinely offended by that suggestion. âWell that wouldnât be any fun, Megumi.â And just like that the group headed out.
Meanwhile inside the abandoned hospital.. the atmosphere felt wrong. Even the air smelled rotten. Like something had died there a very long time ago. Your arms wrapped tighter around yourself instinctively while following Sukuna deeper inside.
ââŠOkay,â you finally said nervously, âwhat exactly do you want with me?â Your voice echoed faintly through the hallway. âI donât understand whatâs happening.â
Sukuna let out a low deep and amused laugh ahead of you. âYou will.â That answer only irritated you more. Then suddenly, he stopped walking, and slowly looked back toward you.
âDo you know why you were really sent to Japan?â You frowned immediately. ââŠYeah?â You shifted your purse higher onto your shoulder. âI got accepted into some student exchange program.â
Sukunaâs eyes narrowed slightly. âAnd who told you that?â
ââŠMy dad?â you said with a confused look written all over your face. âAnd thatâs all he told you?â You opened your mouthâŠthen paused. Because honestly? Youâd never really questioned it. Your father always handled everything for you, and you trusted him.
Sukuna watched realization slowly flicker across your face before speaking again.
âDo you remember the first time we touched?â Your stomach tightened immediately. Of course you remembered. The feeling that something inside you recognized him. âThat wasnât normal,â Sukuna said quietly.
Your brows furrowed harder. âWhat are you talking about?â He stepped closer slowly. âYou carry an abnormal amount of cursed energy.âSilence fell for a half second before you spoke again. ââŠI carry what?â
âYou heard me.â Your heartbeat started speeding up. âNo,â you laughed nervously, âokay, seriously, what the hell are you talking about? Cursed energy? Sukuna, none of this makes any sense.â His expression remained completely serious, which somehow made everything worse.
âYou were sent here because they know something is awakening inside you.â Your chest tightened painfully. âWhat--â
âAnd your father knew.â Something about the certainty in his voice made panic begin crawling slowly up your spine. âNo.â You shook your head immediately. âNo, he wouldnât lie to me about something like that.â
Sukunaâs expression darkened slightly. âHeâs lied to you about far worse.â That irritated you instantly. âYou know what?â You stepped backward. âIâm done with this.â You turned sharply. âThis whole weird cryptic thing you have going on? Iâm over it.â
Then you started walking away. But behind you..Sukuna spoke again. âYour mother didnât die from illness.â You stopped instantly. The entire hallway went silent. Slowly..you turned back toward him. ââŠWhat?â Sukuna watched you carefully. âAnd who told you she did?â
Rage exploded through your chest instantly. âWatch your fucking mouth.â Your voice echoed harshly through the hospital. âYou donât know what youâre talking about.â Sukuna remained silent. âWe literally just met,â you snapped. âAnd you think you know everything about me? Youâre fucking crazy.â
Then you turned again and stormed away faster this time..until suddenly something lunged at you from the darkness. A horrifying shriek tore from your throat instantly. The creature was grotesque with twisted limbs and blackened skin with a mouth that stretched unnaturally wide.
You screamed and immediately ran straight back into Sukuna. Practically launching yourself onto him like a terrified cat. âWhat the FUCK IS THAT?!â Your arms wrapped around him instantly without thinking while Sukuna looked completely unbothered.
Then casually he lifted one hand, and the curse exploded into pieces instantly. Silence fell again. Your breathing came out ragged and panicked while you stared at the spot where the creature had just been.
Then slowly your eyes lifted toward Sukuna. Then back toward the blood staining the wall. Then back to Sukuna again. Your face had gone completely pale. ââŠI think Iâm gonna be sick.â
But the second the curse exploded against the wall..another presence entered the hospital. Actually multiple. You barely had enough time to catch your breath before footsteps echoed through the dark hallway.
Then, Gojo appeared. Followed by Yuji, Megumi, and Nobara behind him. Gojo stopped the second he saw you practically clinging onto Sukuna for dear life while Sukuna stood there completely unbothered, one arm lazily around your waist.
A slow grin spread across Gojoâs face. âWell, well.â Then casually he lowered his blindfold. And for the first time you saw his eyes clearly bright blue irises, almost glowing beneath the flickering hospital lights.
Pretty enough to make your breath catch for half a second. âLook what we have here,â Gojo mused. âSkipping class already?â Slowly, you stepped down from Sukunaâs arms, confusion written all over your face. ââŠClass?â
You looked between all of them. âWhat are you talking about?â Gojo tilted his head. âYou mean nobody told you?â Your stomach dropped. âTold me what?â
âYouâre a Jujutsu High transfer student now.â Silence. ââŠIâm a what?â
âYou heard me, princess.â You blinked rapidly. âNo, I got transferred to---â Gojo immediately pointed dramatically. âNope. Wrong school.â
Your face paled slightly. âMy dad said--â
âYour dad,â Gojo interrupted lightly, âsigned all your paperwork over to Jujutsu High himself sweet heart.âThe entire hallway suddenly felt too small. âWhat the hell is Jujutsu High?â
Nobody answered immediatelyâŠand somehow that terrified you more. Your hands immediately grabbed your phone. âNo.â You quickly called your father.
Ring.
Ring.
Ring.
Voicemail.
Your chest tightened painfully, so you called again. Straight to voicemail again . Now panic was setting in. You texted him immediately.
YOU: Call me. Now. YOU: What the hell is going on?
Then slowly you lowered the phone, and looked around at everyone.
Sukuna.
Gojo.
Megumi.
Nobara.
Yuji.
All of them standing there while you clearly knew absolutely nothing. ââŠCan someone catch me up to speed?â your voice cracked slightly. âBecause clearly everybody knows something I donât.â You glanced toward Nobara and Yuji. âIâm really not loving my friends keeping secrets from me right now.â
Yuji immediately lifted his hands. âHey! I didnât know either!â
âSame,â Megumi muttered. Nobara crossed her arms awkwardly. âWe literally just found out today.â
Your head turned slowly toward Sukuna. And suddenly ,everything heâd been saying earlier replayed in your head. You were sent here for a reason.
Fear began climbing slowly up your spine. Then before you could say anything else Gojo suddenly vanished. Your eyes widened instantly because one second he was standing several feet away then the next second he was directly in front of you.
A violent pulse of cursed energy exploded outward from him. âGuess thisâll catch you up to speed.â Your body moved before your mind did. Pure instinct took over .You barely processed Gojoâs hand moving toward you before something inside your chest violently reacted.
Pain exploded through your body. You were thrown backward instantly. Your body slammed hard against the cracked hospital floor as air escaped your lungs violently. You coughed hard while scrambling backward. âWhat the hell was THAT?!â Gojo stepped toward you again calmly. âNow you understand why this needs to happen.â
Beside him, Sukuna looked one second away from murder. âShe needs to learn,â Gojo continued. âBecause if she doesnât understand her cursed energy, itâll consume her eventually.â
You barely even heard him , your pulse thundered violently in your ears. Your body felt like electricity was crawling beneath your skin. Then Gojo moved again. This time, you saw it.
Your body reacted automatically. You dodged him smoothly, like youâd trained for it your entire life. Everyone froze, Including you. Because you knew damn well you shouldnât have been able to move like that. âWhat--â Then suddenly..your body counterattacked.
Your hand lashed outward instinctively, and a catastrophic wave of cursed energy erupted from your body. The hospital shook violently causing the walls to crack instantly.
The pressure alone blasted everyone backward several feet. Yuji crashed into a hospital bed. Nobara cursed loudly. Megumi immediately summoned Divine Dogs defensively. Even Gojoâs smile disappeared for a split second.
Because the cursed energy pouring from your body felt ancient. Beautiful and terrifying at the same time leaving everyone speechless in shock . You stared at your own trembling hands in horror. âI-I donât--â Your voice broke. âWhatâs happening to me?â
The energy around you continued surging violently. Then suddenly..your vision blurred. The room tilted sideways. Your knees buckled instantly. âI thinkâŠâ Your body swayed weakly. ââŠI think Iâm gonna faint---â and then everything went black.
Before your body could hit the ground, Sukuna caught you instantly. One arm beneath your legs. The other against your back. Holding you securely against his chest. The look he gave Gojo afterward was genuinely murderous.
Gojo immediately lifted his hands. âHey!â A nervous laugh escaped him. âTold you I was going to take it easy on her.â Sukunaâs cursed energy darkened the entire hallway instantly. âThe next time,â he said coldly, âI wonât stand there and watch.â
Then without another word, Sukuna adjusted you higher against his chest and turned away. âLetâs go.â The entire ride back remained silent and not the peaceful kind, it was heavy. The kind stuffed full of unanswered questions nobody seemed brave enough to ask out loud.
You remained unconscious across Sukunaâs lap the entire drive, your head resting against his chest while one of his large hands stayed firmly against your waist protectively.
Nobody missed it. Not the way his grip tightened anytime the vehicle hit a bump. Not the way his eyes never left your face once.. and definitely not the murderous tension still lingering in the SUV after what happened inside the hospital.
Even Gojo stayed unusually quiet. Though the faint smirk resting against his mouth made it obvious he was thinking far too hard about something. When the SUV finally pulled up outside the apartment building, Sukuna stepped out first while still carrying you effortlessly in his arms.
Yuji quickly rushed forward. âI got her.â Sukuna stared at him for a second before finally handing you over reluctantly. Like he genuinely disliked letting go.
Then he turned back to the SUV like something was on his mind, but couldnât find the words to explain..nor did he want to. âIâll be back later.â Something about the way he said it made Yuji hesitate slightly.
But before anyone could ask, Sukuna disappearedâŠand suddenly the air felt lighter. ââŠThat guy is terrifying,â Yuji muttered quietly while carrying you upstairs. âHeâs worse when heâs emotionally attached,â Gojo said casually.
Megumi immediately looked toward him. ââŠYou noticed it too.â âOh please,â Gojo scoffed while following them inside. âHe practically growls anytime someone gets too close to her.â Nobara blinked. ââŠWait, thatâs actually true.â
Inside the apartment, Yuji carefully laid you down onto the couch. A little less carefully than Sukuna probably wouldâve appreciated. âGeez,â Gojo sighed dramatically while sitting beside you, âcareful with the merchandise.â
Yuji immediately looked horrified. âDONâT CALL HER THAT.â
Gojo ignored him completely. Instead, he gently lifted your legs onto his lap while leaning back against the couch thoughtfully, fingers resting beneath his chin. For once, he actually looked serious. ââŠHow interesting,â he murmured quietly.
Megumi crossed his arms nearby. âWhat is?â Gojoâs bright blue eyes narrowed slightly toward your sleeping form. âShe has no idea.âSilence fell.
âShe doesnât even know what cursed energy is,â Nobara said softly. âExactly.â Gojoâs smile faded slightly. âAnd yet her body reacted automatically.â The room grew quieter.
Yuji scratched the back of his neck awkwardly. âSo⊠what exactly does that mean?â Gojo leaned back against the couch slowly. âIt means somebody hid the truth from her intentionally.â
Then after a pause..he smiled again. Dangerously this time. âBut luckily for usâŠâ His eyes lifted toward the ceiling thoughtfully. ââŠI know exactly who has the answers.â
Megumi immediately sighed. âGood luck getting anything out of Sukuna.â Gojo laughed softly. âOh, if he cares about keeping her aliveâŠâ His grin widened. âHeâll talk eventually.â
Jacob woke choking on bloodâŠPain consumed every inch of his body. His ribs were broken. One of his eyes was swollen shut. Blood dripped steadily from his split lip while several missing teeth rested somewhere beside him on the cold floor.
For a moment, panic flooded him violently as he tried to move until he heard crying. A familiar cry. âHeatherâŠ?â His head snapped toward the sound and there she was. Heather. Your childhood best friend. The same best friend who had been sleeping with him behind your back while smiling in your face like nothing was wrong.
and nowâŠshe was chained beside him too. Trembling. Sobbing Hysterically like someone terrified for their dear life. Jacob looked around frantically afterward. There was nothing ,No walls, no sky. No exits.
Only darkness stretching endlessly in every direction like they had been dragged into some endless void.
Until, he looked upâŠand his blood ran cold. At the top of towering stone steps sat a throne crafted entirely from bones. And seated upon it, like a king overseeing his execution was Ryomen Sukuna.
One arm rested lazily against the throne while his head leaned against his hand, crimson eyes staring down at Jacob with complete indifference.
Like he was less than human. Less than dirt for a matter of fact. Then finally..Sukuna spoke.âAre you finished yet?â His deep voice echoed endlessly throughout the shrine.
Jacobâs breathing became uneven immediately. Sukuna slowly rose from the throne. Each step downward felt suffocating. Like death itself was approaching them calmly.
âYou cry quite a lot,â Sukuna mused lowly. âInteresting for someone who enjoys torturing the love of my life...â Jacob coughed violently. Blood splattered onto the floor beneath him. Sukuna then stopped directly in front of him. Towering over him completely. âDoesnât feel very good, does it?â
His voice remained terrifyingly calm. âWondering why she ignored you all day.â
âWondering what she was doing while you entertained countless whores to soothe that pathetic little ego of yours.â
Jacob clenched his jaw weakly. âYou donât know shit---â
âOh, but I do.â Sukuna crouched slightly now, eyes narrowing coldly. âYou never loved her.â Silence. âYou loved being chosen by her.â Jacob froze.
âYou loved that someone beautiful looked at you and decided you were worth something.â Sukunaâs expression darkened slightly. âBut the second she stopped begging for your attentionâŠâ His lips slowly curled into something cruel. âYou panicked like the weak little bitch you are.â Jacobâs face twisted violently. âShut the fuck up--â
âPlease!âHeatherâs sobbing interrupted him. She was crying so hard she could barely breathe. âPlease donât hurt him!â Jacob turned toward her in disbelief. âHeather--â âIâll do anything!â she cried desperately. âPlease!â
A low mocking laugh escaped Sukuna.Then slowly, he turned toward her. âOh?â His crimson eyes narrowed slightly. âIs that how you feel?â
Heather froze when Sukuna stepped closer. One sharp nail tilted beneath her throat gently. And instantly, she broke. âIt was him!â she screamed immediately. âJacob pursued me first!â
Jacobâs eyes widened. âHeather, shut the fuck up!â
âHe talked about her constantly!â Heather sobbed hysterically. âHe said she was a spoiled bitch ! That she acted like some perfect little princess!â Jacob thrashed violently against the chains. âSHUT UP!â
âHe hated how much attention she got online!â Heather cried. âEvery time anyone commented on her pictures heâd lose his mind!â Sukuna remained completely silent while listening. âHe said he wanted to break her down,â Heather whispered brokenly. âHe hated that everyone wanted herâŠâ Jacob looked genuinely terrified now.
But Sukuna was listening quietly and calmly. Like every word simply confirmed something he already knew. Then finallyâŠSukuna spoke again. âDo you know how long Iâve been empty?â Jacob went still. âFor centuries.â The shrine darkened slightly around them. âI searched for her across lifetimes.â
Sukunaâs eyes lowered briefly.âAnd youâŠâ For the first timeâŠemotion cracked through his voice. Not rage but Something far, far worse. Grief. âYou dared caused y/n to feel pain..intentionally.â
Silence consumed the shrine afterward. Jacobâs mouth opened slightly, but no words came out. Because finallyâŠhe understood. This was never another jealous man. Never another boyfriend. He had been competing against something ancientâŠSomething inhuman.
A monster wearing human skin, and there was no escaping it.
Sukuna stared at him for one final moment. ThenâŠhe got bored. Jacob barely even saw the movement. One second Sukuna stood there calmly. The next..blood splattered violently across the shrine floor.
Jacobâs body collapsed in pieces. Like his existence had been erased faster than it could process death itself.
Heather screamed. A horrifying, broken scream. and slowlyâŠSukuna turned toward her. Raised his hand.
Silence. Then she fell too. The shrine became even quietier afterward. Only blood spreading slowly beneath Sukunaâs feet.
He stared at it silentlyâŠWaiting. Expecting some kind of relief or satisfaction. But none of it came. Because killing Jacob changed nothing. It didnât erase your pain. Didnât undo the betrayal. Didnât silence the grief that had rotted inside him for centuries.
And worst of allâŠit didnât fill the emptiness you left behind when the world tore you away from him all those lifetimes ago. That void still existed within him. And Sukuna realized thenâŠyou were never simply the missing piece of his life.
You had become the only thing tethering what remained of his soul together at all.
You woke up suddenly. A sharp breath tearing from your lungs while grief crashed into your chest so violently it almost hurt.
Your eyes snapped open to nothing but Darkness. Your heartbeat thundered painfully while unfamiliar sorrow lingered heavily inside your body like it belonged there. But why?
Your chest tightened strangely. Like you had just lost somethingâŠ.or someone. Slowly, you sat upright on the couch, pressing a hand against your chest while trying to calm your breathing.
ââŠWhat the hell?â The apartment was quiet. You grabbed your phone immediately. Still nothing from Jacob, and honestly? That hurt more than you wanted to admit.
Then another notification caught your attention.
YUJI đ : BRB getting ramen
A second message followed immediately after.
YUJI đ :Â left u snacks đ
You slowly looked up. Sitting on the coffee tableâŠwas one singular bag of chips. You stared at it blankly. ââŠOf course he did.â Despite yourself, a tiny laugh escaped you. Then silence returned again.
and unfortunately..your thoughts came rushing back. The hospital..Gojo. That thing attacking you. The cursed energy. The way your body moved on its own. The wave that exploded from your hands.
SlowlyâŠyou looked down at your palms.ââŠWhat are you?â The thought alone made your stomach twist. You immediately shook your head. No. Absolutely not. You were NOT about to end up on TikTok at three in the morning listening to some conspiracy theorist explain cursed spirits with Subway Surfers gameplay underneath.
You wanted real answers. And right now..there was only one thing your brain could think to do.
Research.
Twenty minutes later, you had thrown on an oversized hoodie, shoved your wallet into your pocket, and tightened the hood over your curls while your AirPods played softly in your ears. The nearest library was only about a ten-minute walk.
So thatâs where you went. Hands shoved deep into your hoodie pockets, you walked quietly through Tokyo streets while your thoughts spiraled endlessly.
UnfortunatelyâŠmost of those thoughts kept circling back to Sukuna. His voice. His eyes. The way he held you like you belonged there. Like your body resting against his somehow felt natural to him. The memory made heat creep embarrassingly up your neck.
Then immediatelyâŠyou shut the thought down. Absolutely not. That was exactly how you felt about Jacob in the beginning too, and look how that turned out. You werenât stupid enough to fall into that trap again.âŠRight?
Still, you kept thinking about Sukuna anyway. His body. His hands. His lips. The terrifying way he looked at you like he already owned you. You groaned softly to yourself. âThis is so bad.â By the time you finally reached the library, your brain already felt exhausted.
The historical section was nearly empty this late in the day. Quietly, you wandered through old shelves until certain titles started catching your attention.
The Heian Era.
Ancient Japanese Folklore.
Spiritual Manifestations.
Then..another title. The Gift of Cursed Energy. Your fingers froze against the spine. Slowly, you pulled the book freeâŠYour stomach tightened again. You checked the books out quickly despite the clerk giving you an odd look the entire time.
But the second you turned toward the library exit, you stopped. Because parked directly outside..was the black SUV.
And leaning casually against it, with the rear passenger door already open, stood Sukuna. His head tilted slightly the moment he saw you. Like heâd been expecting this.
Your annoyance instantly returned. You walked toward him immediately. âHow did you find me here?â Sukuna smirked faintly. You narrowed your eyes. âAre you gonna hide that from me too?â
He tilted his head slightly further. âIâll tell you anything you want to know.â Your brows lifted skeptically. âI bet you would.â Then you walked right past him. Or at leastâŠyou tried to.
Because Sukunaâs next words stopped you instantly. âDonât you want to know what you are?â Your footsteps halted. Then Slowly, you turned your head over your shoulder toward him.
His crimson eyes locked onto yours immediately. âYou promise?â you asked quietly. You pointed directly at him. âNo more secrets.â For once, Sukunaâs expression softened slightly. âI promise.â
You hesitatedâŠThen sighed. ââŠFine.â A victorious little smirk tugged at Sukunaâs mouth instantly. The ride back remained quiet. But the tension was so thick it almost felt like it was suffocating you. Like something huge sat between both of you waiting to explode eventually.
Then finally, the SUV stopped outside your apartment building again. Sukuna looked toward you calmly. âHow long do you need?â You frowned. ââŠFor what?â
âTo pack.â..Silence. You blinked slowly. ââŠExcuse me?â
âHow long,â Sukuna repeated calmly, âdo you need to pack your things?â You stared at him like heâd lost his mind. âIâm not packing anything.â You gestured toward the apartment building outside. âThis is my apartment. My dad paid a full year for this place and Iâm damn sure using it.âÂ
The atmosphere inside the SUV shifted instantly, dangerously. Suddenly--- Sukunaâs hand slammed against the side of the seat beside your head hard enough to make you jump violently.
Your breath caught. Then immediately, his fingers wrapped around your chin firmly. Tilting your face upward until you had no choice but to look directly into his eyes. âGo pack your things.â
Heat rushed violently through your body at the tone alone. His tone was absolutely certain. Like he fully expected obedience,and there you were giving it to him. Then while still holding your chin...Sukuna casually opened the passenger door beside you.
Cold air rushed inside instantly. âIâll give you five minutes.â Your eyes widened.
âFive minutes to pack my entire apartment?!â Sukunaâs thumb brushed slowly against your jaw. And the faintest smirk crossed his face. âIf youâre not downstairs by thenâŠâ His crimson eyes darkened slightly. ââŠIâll come get you myself.â
As you walked back into the apartment building, your heartbeat still hadnât calmed down. âŠYou were already planning your escape. The second you got upstairs, you were gonna lock the door, block Sukunaâs number, crawl into bed, and pretend none of this was happening.
Because the way he made you feel? It was getting dangerous. Every word out of his mouth somehow sank beneath your skin deeper than it should haveâŠand that terrified you.
NoâŠyou needed answers first. Thatâs all this was. Answers. Thatâs what you kept telling yourself while stepping off the elevator and walking toward your apartment door.
You unlocked it quickly, then froze. Every single one of your belongings was already packed neatly beside the front entrance.
Your suitcase. Your clothes. Your books. Even your skincare products. All packed. Your stomach dropped instantly. And standing calmly in the middle of your apartmentâŠwas a woman.
White hair, wearing a traditional robe and still as a statue. Your pulse jumped violently. âWho are you?â
The woman immediately lowered her head respectfully. âMy apologies, my lady.â Your brows furrowed harder. ââŠWhy did you touch my stuff?â The woman lifted her head slowly then.
And the look in her eyes genuinely startled you for a secondâŠLike she was staring at something holy. âHe instructed me to pack your belongings,â she answered calmly.You blinked. ââŠHe?âÂ
âMy lord Sukunaâ The way she said his name sounded almost sacred. Like devotion carved into bone. âAnd you justâŠâ You gestured wildly toward your apartment. âThought this was normal?!â
The woman tilted her head slightly. ââŠYes.â That somehow irritated you even more. Yet at the same timeâŠyou were too mentally exhausted to keep fighting anymore. Everything felt upside down. Your dad lied to you. You apparently had cursed energy. People were hiding things from you.
and somehow the one person giving you partial answers was the terrifying man currently waiting outside in a black SUVâŠ. You didnât know who to trust anymore. Not even Sukuna.
But at least with him..you knew he was dangerous. Slowly, you inhaled deeply before straightening yourself back up. ââŠThank you,â you muttered awkwardly to the woman.
She bowed immediately. Then quietly..you grabbed your things and headed back downstairs. Outside, Sukuna already stood beside the SUV waiting.
The passenger door open. Like he knew youâd come back. Your eyes narrowed slightly at him before climbing silently into the vehicle anyway. The second you sat down, a low rumble left Sukunaâs chest. Almost satisfied. âThatâs my good girl.â Heat rushed instantly through your body.
You hated how much that affected you. Sukuna climbed in beside you afterward, shutting the door softly behind him. Then silence againâŠ.the kind so thick it felt tangible.
You looked at him. He looked at you. Neither of you speaking. Neither of you looking away. Until finally⊠the engine turning over broke the tension slightly. Sukunaâs gaze lowered absentmindedly then, toward your neck. The black heart necklace still rested against your skin.
Still worn willingly. His throat tightened subtly. Then quietly, he looked away toward the window. Because for the first time in centuries..that endless emptiness inside him no longer felt quite as unbearable.
And slowly, piece by pieceâŠ
the void inside the King of Curses began filling again.
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