𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑 (𝐆𝐞𝐭𝐨'𝐬 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨

Sukuna had been weird for almost a week, and you noticed it before he even said anything. He was still coming home, still sitting next to you on the couch at night, still asking what was for dinner like usual, but everything felt short. Flat. He’d look at your phone when it buzzed. He’d ask where you were going even when it was somewhere normal like the grocery store or getting coffee with your friend. The first couple times, you didn’t think much of it. Sukuna was naturally possessive and nosy in a way he disguised as “just asking.” But then he started staying quiet after your answers, and that was when it started getting irritating. One night you were sitting on the floor wrapping one of the gifts while he was in the shower, and you heard the bathroom door open earlier than expected. You shoved the bag behind the couch so fast you nearly knocked over the tape dispenser. Sukuna stared at you from the hallway, towel around his neck, hair wet. “What was that?” he asked. “Nothing.” “You looked guilty.” “Because you scared the hell out of me.” He didn’t answer after that, just kept staring for a second before walking away, and honestly that should’ve been the moment you realized what was going on in his head.

After that, every tiny thing kept making it worse without you even knowing. You started taking calls in the other room because his birthday plans involved his brother and a reservation, and Sukuna noticed. You started locking one drawer because his gifts were inside it, and Sukuna noticed that too. Then there was the fact you kept saying “don’t come in here” whenever he walked near the spare room because you’d hidden decorations in there like some idiot in a sitcom. He got colder every day after that. Not mean exactly, just quieter in a way that felt heavy. He stopped touching you as much. Stopped pulling you into his lap while he watched TV.

You’d wake up and he’d already be out of bed scrolling through his phone with that irritated look on his face. Finally one night you got annoyed enough to say something while washing dishes. “Okay, what is your problem lately?” Sukuna was sitting at the counter, staring at you over his drink. “You tell me.” “No, seriously.” “You’ve been hiding shit for days.” “I have not.” He laughed once under his breath. “You leave rooms when I walk in. You hide your phone. You barely look at me when you text somebody.” “Because I’m busy.” “With who?” You turned around at that, already irritated. “Why are you acting insane right now?” “Funny choice of words coming from you.” “Oh my god.” You dried your hands aggressively on the towel and threw it onto the counter. “Can you just say what you actually wanna say?” Sukuna looked at you for a long second before going, “You seeing somebody?” completely serious, and you actually stared at him because it sounded so stupid coming out of his mouth.