#angelsire

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Your eyes gently flutter open to view the dimly lit room that you and your husband share. The sun gently shines into the room through the partially cracked screen leading outside. You make a feeble attempt to stir before you realize you're trapped under the weight of several heavy arms. "Tch, every morning." You do your best to turn your head and look back at your husband who's still sound asleep behind you. "Gods give me strength."

You decide to asses how exactly you're trapped before attempting to escape. You find that theres two arms over top of you, one at your hip and the other on your midsection, both with an iron grip. Another arm is underneath your side relatively out of the way. The final arm is below your head providing a sturdy but comfortable pillow. Now that you know where all his arms are you begin trying to break free.

Gently, you lift the first arm off your hip. Surprisingly, it moves with no resistance. You move on to the second arm. Again, you're met with no push back. Just as you're about to drop the arm, you're yanked backwards forcefully as he rolls to lay on his back with you on top. You let out a shriek of surprise before groaning at the realization you've been caught. "Trying to leave already, little wife?"

You lie back in your new position with your back flat against his chest. "No, I was simply repositioning your arms." You lie and he knows it. "Is that so?" He asks against your ear. "How's this for a new position?" He tightens his grasp for just a moment but long enough to squeeze the air out of you. "It's-" You pause to regain your breath. "-fine." "Then you should have no problem going back to sleep."

"I don't." You quickly reply. "Good." He matches you. "Perfect." He hears the sarcasm in your voice but doesn't comment on it. You lie there for a few minutes, long enough for you to think you feel his breathing even out again. Then, you start to slowly slip off of him. Little by little until you're beside him on your stomach. Quietly, you scoot yourself over to the edge of the bed. Soon you make it far enough to stick a leg out from the covers.

With as much carefulness as you can muster at this point you lightly place your foot on the ground. The second you do, you feel the weight of what seems like a boulder come down on your back. "Going somewhere?" His words are teasing against your back as you struggle under him. "Ryo-" You breathe in as deeply as you can. "Please." He lets up at your stuttering.

You feel majority of the weight come off but he leaves enough to keep you stuck in place. "I just want to make myself some tea! I'll come back!" You tell him after finally regaining the ability to speak in proper sentences. "Uraume can do such menial tasks, you shall remain with me." You scoff at his reply. "Do you see Uraume here? No. Even if I had them do it I would have to get out of bed to tell them. At that point I may as well do it myself!"

"Must you have an answer for everything I say?" He asks in an attempt to change the subject. "Yes." You laugh a little. "If I didn't you'd grow bored of me." This makes him laugh. "Growing bored with you would be like breathing without oxygen. Impossible." He lays his head down on your back, careful not to put too much weight on you. The two of you lay there in silence for a bit.

"Ryomen?" You call out gently. He grunts in response. "May I please go make some tea?" He lets out a deep, long breath. "I suppose. Begrudgingly, he rolls off of you. You hop out of bed but not before placing a sweet kiss to your husband's cheek. "Thank you, Ryo. I'll be back before you can begin to miss me." He watches as you leave, knowing if you're gone longer than he deems acceptable he'll drag himself out of bed to find you and bring you back to lie in his arms once more.

A/n: Took me way to long to get this out of the drafts but at least I got it out🫩

He watched as you moved about the garden that he had constructed specifically for you. It was filled with flowers and plants you adored. To him they just looked like useless weeds but as long as they made you happy. You laugh to yourself as you drop feed into the koi pond you simply had to have. The sound makes him feel warm, a feeling he's still getting used to.

"You going to join me or just stand and stare all day?" How he loved your sharp mouth. Others would cower at the thought of speaking to him the way you do but you don't even hesitate. Wordlessly he begins walking towards you. "How can you give more notice to these creatures than your own husband?"

"Are you jealous, Ryo?" You smile as you tease him. He remains stoic despite the way your expression uplifts his spirit. "Don't be ridiculous, woman. How could I, the king of curses, feel the slightest bit of jealousy?" Your smile only widens as you turn back to the pond. "You really are jealous."

"Don't you turn your back to me woman and I am not jealous." He watches as you shrug your shoulders. "Sounds like something a jealous person would say to me." He's well aware of the game you're playing, he'd never admit it but he loves how you test him. The way you have no fear of him or his strength oddly excites him.

He suddenly wraps an arm around your waist and hoists you off the ground effortlessly. "Ryomen, is there a particular reason my feet no longer touch the ground?" He adjusts his hold on you so he's got you cradled against his chest. "I can see your features better like this. Don't have to strain my neck so much by looking down either."

"So this has nothing to do with you being jealous of my koi fish?" He pays no mind to your comment as he walks back toward the indoor part of the estate. "Wait! I wanted to get an apple off my tree." He sighs but takes you to your fruit trees regardless. "Give me that one. No, this one. Actually that one's too small how about this. Wait, I changed my-"

"Woman, just pick a damn apple before I pull the entire tree out of the ground." You look back at the tree before deciding. "On second thought, I think I want a peach instead." Sukuna only takes a deep breath before heading over to the peach trees.

After another indecisive moment that had your husband debating on whether or not he should level the garden you were happy being carried through the halls of the estate while snacking on a fresh peach. You hold it up for Sukuna to take a bite and you giggle when he takes one without even looking down.

When some of the juice drips down his chin instead of wiping it away you lean up and kiss it off him. It's faint but the loving gesture makes his lips curl up into a smile. You've got no idea but in his head he's thinking. "Damn fish don't get that. Do they?"

A/n: wrote this in one go and it lowk spiraled into smth I did not plan on lmao but I don't hate it. also first post yayy ^^

You were attempting to enjoy some peace and quiet in the vast library housed inside the estate but your hopes of a tranquil evening were soon diminished when you heard a booming voice call out to you. "Wife, where are you? I'm beyond bored, I need you to entertain me." You sigh knowing it'll be any second before he finds you.

Just as you expected he makes his way into the library seconds later and his eyes immediately meet yours. You've got a book in your hand that you were looking forward to reading but you know that won't happen now. "What are you doing?" he asks looking down at the book you've now set aside. "I was going to read, now i'm not."

"What were you going to read about?" A smile forms on your lips as you come up with your reply. "How to deal with a needy husband." His gaze instantly hardens as he catches on to what you're saying. "What are you implying, woman?" His expression has you fighting off a laugh as you shake your head "I'm not implying anything."

You attempt to walk around him but he moves and keeps you caged between his large frame and the bookshelf behind you. "I think you are implying something and I simply won't stand for it." You're still holding back laughter as you answer him. "Then perhaps you should take a seat."

For a moment you can see the shock on his face from your bold reply but he soon masks it. "You little-" You don't give him a chance to reply as you duck under both his arms and move to create space between the two of you. "Dammit woman, I wasn't done scolding you." You can't restrain your laughter any longer as he turns to look at you.

Now you're stood by the door to the library, waiting for him to move. "You said you wanted to be entertained. Am I not entertaining you?" He sighs knowing that he is technically getting what he asked for. He attempts to change the subject. "Why are you on the other side of the room?"

"Why don't we play a game?" He lets out a scoff at your suggestion. "Do I look like a child to you?" You shrug before answering "You tend to throw tantrums as if you are one." The offended look on his face is comical. "I do no such thing!" You simply ignore his reply. "Do you want to play the game or not?"

"Perhaps." He crosses his arms in a way that totally isn't reminiscent of a child. "Alright. I'm going to run out this door and you're going to give me ten seconds." You make sure to emphasize the number knowing if you don't he'll immediately chase after you claiming he didn't hear your rules. "Then you can start coming after to me. You've got five minutes to catch me. Do you understand?"

"And what do I get when I win?" You can already see him planning in his mind. "If you win you can do whatever you'd like with me but if I win I get to go back to my reading. Sound fair?" The mention of him having the ability to use you how he pleases intrigues him. "I only need a minute." You don't miss how gaze has darkened as his eyes trail your frame.

"Don't forget I get a head start and you better not cheat." You open the door and you count down from three before you take off. As you race through the halls of the estate your husband stays put as he counts to ten in his head. Once he reaches the final number he simply begins walking out of the room as he trails the path you just ran down. He's got no worry that he'll catch you and when he does he'll make you regret suggesting such a game to him.

A/n: Y'all thinking what i'm thinking abt a part 2 where he catches her or nah?🫣

Pt.2 here!!

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At this point you've taken multiple items and worn them (when your husband was away, of course). You just feel so much closer to him when you're surrounded in fabric that in an odd way almost feels like him. Every time it gets close to his return you make sure everything you've worn gets cleaned and returned like nothing had ever happened to them. Unfortunately for you, your husband's trip ended much sooner than you expected this time.

Although it only been a little over a week, you were missing your husband quite a bit. So much so, you decided to break into his closet earlier than you usually do. You run your hands over the luxurious fabrics before pulling out a red robe that reminded you of your lovers eyes. Wasting no time, you slip out of your own clothes and quickly pull his on. You inhale and you swear theres still a faint hint of Sukunas scent in the fabric.

You don't know it but at that very moment your husband's nearing the gate that protects the estate. "My lord, shall I have a servant alert your wife of your arrival?" Uruame asks looking towards the palace ahead. "No, I'd like to find her myself. I'm sure she'll be overjoyed at my early return." By now you've made your way to the main courtyard. Your husband's robe drags the ground as you walk over to the entrance.

You're unsure when he'll return but you know it'll be at least another week. Until then, you'll wait. For a moment you think you hear the sound of horse approaching but you consider it a figment of your imagination and head back inside. You decide to head to the library. Perhaps a book can help take your mind off how much you're missing your husband. While you're getting settled with a book, Sukunas entering the estate. "Where's my wife?" he calls out for anyone to answer him.

Just like you he's missed you terribly. Although he isn't as open about it as you are, those that travel with him notice how he's tenser and sleeps less when he's away from you. You finally managed to start your book when you hear someone coming toward the library. You immediately recognize his footsteps but you can't believe it. Without a second thought, you throw your book to the side and peak out the door. You let out a screech of happiness before jumping into your husbands arms.

Just as joyous as you, your husband hoists you up and holds you tight but he doesn't fail to notice the amount of fabric that he's got in his hands. "Wife?" He asks curiously. "Hm?" you reply against his neck. "Is this mine?" He holds up a piece of the robe which he can see is an extra sleeve that you clearly don't need. It's then that you realize that it is indeed his robe. "No, what makes you think that?" You attempt to lie. "Well this is certainly a solid clue, don't you agree?" he emphasizes his words by dangling the sleeve in his hand.

"Oh, that? It's just..." You pause attempting to come up with an answer. "Excess fabric! Yes. You know a lot goes to waste when making these robes so I decided to keep as much fabric as possible to prevent that." You nod and smile, knowing he doesn't believe a word you're saying. He doesn't respond as he starts heading to the bedroom you both share. Before you know it tge two of you are in the closet you were stood in just moments ago.

"Why is there a missing spot among my robes?" You turn to look at where he's referring to. "What happened to your robe?" You gasp while feigning shock. "You know very well what happened to it! You're wearing the damn thing!" He exclaims with a smile on his face. You look down at your clothes. "Would you look at that, I am wearing it!" He shakes his head before moving to the bed. Gently he sets you down. "What am I going to do with you, woman?"

He sits at the edge of the bed and you move to wrap your arms around his shoulders the best you can. "Appreciate how much I love you and hate to be away from you?" He brings a hand up to rest over youre. "I think I can manage that." He turns his head to the side to give you a peck on the lips before moving to look back at you. "So care to tell me how you've been sneaking this behind my back for so long?" You give him a mischievous smile before nodding and he can only match your expression.

A/n: Did this in pretty much one go. Kinda proud/Kinda worried you can tell😭

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He can't believe how long this has gone on for. All this because he didn't enjoy the tea you made? "How dare you treat me this way, I'm a king!" He calls out to you as you walk down the hall. You don't even look at him. Servants bow their heads as the two of you walk past, you in front with your disgruntled husband following close behind. "Dammit, woman, you listen when I speak!" This time you turn your head but remain silent. Your gaze speaks for you. He doesn't sense anger from you, not as much as before. If anything you're amused.

"You're enjoying this?" He can't believe it. He watches a flicker of a grin cross your face before you turn away from him. "Where are you going?" Once again he gets no answer. Humans and curses worship him but his own wife is ignoring him. Surely you'll talk to him eventually. In the meantime he'll occupy himself in the library. Perhaps theres a book on how to deal with angry wives who pretend you don't exist.

He doesn't find a book that can tell him how to fix his current situation. Maybe once this is all over he'll write one. While searching for something he gets an idea. You spend plenty of time in the library and more often than not you chose to read certain books you've already read. He takes every single one he knows you like to reread and places them beside him. If you want one you'll have to ask for it. Now he sits and waits.

It's not long before you're entering the library. You notice him immediately but don't pay him any mind. He attempts to do the same to you but it's painfully obvious he's watching you. Soon you realize why, he's taken every book you could possibly want to read. That's fine you'll simply take them back. As soon as your hand touches the book on top of the stack, his hand comes down to hold it in place. "It's rude to take things without asking."

You attempt to pull the book from his grasp. The both of you know it's pointless but you struggle with him for a minute or so. All while a smile never leaves his face. This is the most attention he's gotten from you since he inadvertently insulted your tea making skills earlier this morning. It's this smile that makes you give up. He's having too much fun. You leave the room without uttering a word. His smile drops instantly.

"I don't understand. Shes never done this before. What if she never speaks again?" Your husband tells his most trusted friend. "My lord, I assure you she will speak again. You simply have to give her time and perhaps an apology." Uraume responds. "An apology? I don't think I've ever given her one of those?" Would that really work? He supposes theres only one way to find out.

He finds you in your garden, kneeling in front of a bed of freshly planted flowers. You look ethereal, if only you weren't so upset with him. He gets an odd feeling in his chest that makes him wonder if he's having some kind of medical issue. Is this what nervousness feels like? Since when did he experience things like this? He'll be sure to ask you about it after you've made up.

He attempts to be quiet while approaching but it's like you can sense him because just as he gets close you start walking away. "Wait, woman, I'm attempting to make things right." You don't stop or slow down in the slightest but he doesn't give up easily. "I'll follow you wherever you go. You can't avoid me in our own home, wife." He follows you all the way to your private quarters. You push open the door and have to hold back your laugh when it almost hits your husband.

"You've already harmed me emotionally, you wish to physically harm me as well?" You smile and this time it's a genuine one. How he's missed seeing you like this. Granted it's been less than twelve hours but still, he hates to see you upset. "I made you smile, surely that counts for something." To his suprise your expression doesn't change as you sit on the bed. Instantly he moves to stand in front of you.

He decides it's better to be face to face so he kneels. Yes, the King of Curses kneels before you. "Please, little wife, speak to me. I apologize for what I said, I assure you I didn't mean it." You can't lie, you quite enjoy the sight of your husband on his knees but you decide you've played your game long enough. "I suppose I forgive you." His face lights up like a child being handed his favorite candy.

Before you realize what's happening he's lifted you off the bed and got you pressed against his chest. Your feet don't touch the ground as he uses one set of arms to hold you tight. "My perfect wife, how I missed your voice." He holds you for a moment longer before placing you back on the bed. In time you both prepare to go to sleep. Your back is pressed against his front when you hear him. "I meant to ask earlier but is it normal to feel as though i'm dying when attempting to apologize?

A/n: Sukuna experiencing real emotions for the first time: "Ah so this is death🧐" LOLL

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You were getting ready for bed with Sukuna when you suddenly remembered something. "Husband, today, I saw a bird." You tell him as you walk towards him lying on the bed. "A bird?" He questions, not sure he heard you correctly. "Mhm." You nod as you slip into bed beside him. "I see, and this is relevant how?" You think for a moment as he slips an arm around you. "I'm not sure, I simply felt like telling you."

"Alright, anything else you feel like telling me?" Quietly, you reflect back on your day. "In the garden theres a flower and it's color reminds me of your hair. Also my apple trees are almost ready for harvest and the apples color reminds me of your eyes." You tell him as you rest your head on his chest, gently running a finger up and down his arm. "Is that why you like the garden so much, you see me in it?" He laughs but this makes you wonder.

"I never thought about it but maybe you're right." You smile. "Do you see things that make you think of me?" He's silent for a moment. "Many." He finally answers. "Like what?" You perk your head up. He pauses again for a moment before telling you. "When I wake up and the suns just rising I think of your warmth. The stillness of the palace at night reminds me of the feeling I get when I'm in your presence, like everything else goes silent."

"Ryo, thats so beautiful. Here I am talking about a bird while you're comparing me to a sunrise." You know sentimental moments like these can be difficult for your husband so you try to lighten the mood. "So the bird reminded you of me as well?" He asks, finally meeting your gaze. "I just remembered the bird had black markings similar to your tattoos. Your tattoos look nicer, though ."

"I think you're the only person that would look at my tattoos and call them nice." You lightly smack his shoulder. "You know what I mean. I was simply complimenting your appearance." He nods "Oh, I understand now. I'm just a pretty face to you. Everything that reminded you of me had to do with my looks." You laugh. "No. Thats not what I'm saying." He smiles too. "No, it's fine I'm simply here to warm your bed at night."

"Wait, does that make you my concubine." You gasp. "It does! I have a concubine. He's quite handsome too. I wonder if I could take on more?" You give him a mischievous look as you rest a hand on his cheek. "Alright, I think you're having a bit too much fun with this." He wraps his arm around you tighter like even the thought of you with another man is enough to bother him. "I think the funs just beginning."

You scoot up in the bed so your sitting while he's laying beside you. "You had concubines before, didn't you?" He doesn't look at you. "That was before I found my wife, they meant nothing compared to you." You grab him by the shoulder with one hand and make him look at you with the other. "Husband please, I want to know what a concubines purpose is." You look down at him expectantly. "Woman, what do you care about a concubines purpose, you're a queen"

"Yes, a queen who recently acquired her first concubine, a rather mouthy one in fact." He doesn't know how he gets himself in these situations. "I am not mouthy and what do you mean by "first" concubine. I should be your only one." You giggle at his growing frustration. "So you admit you are my concubine?" He sighs, realizing he's trapped himself. "Yes, I am your concubine." He rolls his eyes as you laugh, all of this because you saw a damn bird.

A/n: Y'all this is so random idek whats going on fr😭

A/n: For @lazyanimefan i hope you enjoy!!

At first he was a bit perplexed at the way you never uttered a word to anyone. He often wondered if there was something wrong. Not with you, never with you, but instead everything else. Perhaps the palace is too loud so he orders everyone to speak in a lower tone. When that didn't work he thought you were just bored therefore you had nothing to talk about so he forces invites various musicians to perform for you. Still you remained tight lipped, He now begins to wonder if it was him that was the problem.

"Do I not satisfy you?" he asks one night as he stands gazing at the fireplace with his back to you. This makes you pick your head up off your pillow. Wordlessly you trail over to him stopping beside him. You look from the fire to his face. You're surprised to see him already looking at you. You shake your head before wrapping your hand around his upper arm and leaning against it.

"Then why do you not give me the pleasure of hearing your voice?" His lower arm wraps around your waist, pulling you into him. Again, you look up to meet his gaze. You blink your lashes at him before giving him a small "mmm". The sudden noise makes him stand still. Technically it wasn't a word so you didn't really speak to him but it was something.

He tried to maintain his composure. The last thing he wanted to do was to scare you into keeping your newfound noises from him as well. That being said he couldn't help scooping you up and sitting down in front of the fire with you in his lap. "This is just how you are, isn't it?" You nod before situating yourself against his chest. He doesn't say anything else as you drift off to sleep in his hold.

That night he sat before the fire for hours only thinking. He would admit that your limited speech was out of the ordinary but who was he to judge. He's certainly seen more peculiar things. He himself had two faces and four arms which in comparison is significantly odder if you asked him.

Since then, he's done good to learn to read you and your few and far between noises. He finds pride in the fact he knows you so well, better than anyone in the palace. "She said she wants the purple silk for this kimono and the red for the other one." You stood by Sukunas side nodding happily as he corrected the seamstress.

"I don't recall her saying anything at all but-" You hear the woman mumble under her breath. Instantly you feel your husband grow furious at these words. "What did you just say. How dare you insult my wife. You say she said nothing. Perhaps it's you who lacks the intellect to understand her."

Gently you tap his shoulder, snapping him out of his rage. "mmhm." You hum, pulling at his arm. "You're lucky my wife is merciful. I see no reason to spare an incompetent soul like yours." With these final words he allows you to pull him away and into your shared quarters.

You lead him to the engawa that provides a perfect view of the mountains in the distance. "You don't even utter a word and you've still got an unshakable hold on me. How do you do such a thing?" He asks as you both sit down. You give him a cheeky smile as you simply shrug. "Nonesense, surely you know how you've got this power of yours."

Your hand delicately takes his in your own before placing it on your chest, above your heart. You move your other hand to lie above where you believe his heart to be. "hm." You cock your head to the side as to say "Like this?" A grin spreads across his face as he nods. "I believe you're right."

A smile of your own mirrors his. You move your hand from his chest to drag down the fabric of his robe. He thinks you're being loving but soon your face turns to discomfort. "What?" You shake your head as you grip the material. "MmHm."

"You don't like it? I just had it made. To think we quite literally just had a heart to heart and now you're insulting me." Upon hearing this you bring a hand up "mmhm." He looks down at you as you deny his claim. "Ah so you're not insulting me." You make a motion with your head towards the other room where the seamstress from before is located.

"Turns out you don't like our new seamstress after all. Hm? Shall I have her replaced?" He brings a hand down to push a stray hair out of your face. "mm." Your sound of approval makes him let out a laugh as you settle against his chest much like the night you first graced him with your sounds. How grateful he is that you allow him to be the one to truly understand you.

A/n: omg I actually love this dynamic sm I feel like I could fs write more on this

Read more of my works here!!

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He had never been shown love through heartfelt words or loving embraces, not before your marriage at least, so he figured the best way to make you feel his care was with material items. You still remember the night of your wedding when it was just the two of you heading to the chambers that you would share. The room was filled with treasures, some taken as trophies from conquered kingdoms and others he had specifically sought out for the occasion. You had no idea this was only the start of the many gifts you'd receive.

The next time you were spoiled to such a great extent was a day your husband came to be extremely grateful for, your birthday. For the first time since you became Sukunas wife you woke up to an empty bed. "Husband?" you called out to him but received no answer. You quickly got out of bed, not bothering to change out of your sleeping robes as you began searching for Sukuna. As soon as you opened the door to the hallway you understood why he was missing.

Everywhere you looked was decorated in floral garland made from your favorite flowers. The air smelled of your favorite incense. Although he wasn't present you knew your husband was behind this. Excitement grew in your chest as you wanted nothing more than to see what else he had planned. Your feet brought you to the kitchen where you found yet another surprise. The palace chefs were hard at work preparing your favorite dishes.

You couldn't help but steal a few tastes before moving on to the next place you thought Sukuna might be. As you stepped outside into your personal garden you realized here was your first gift. What used to be a blank space was now filled with lush weeping cherry trees that you had mentioned just a week prior. You let out a shriek of delight before racing to the trees.

After you appreciated their beauty you decide to make your way to the library in hopes of finding him there. Yet again a gift awaits you. You can't believe your eyes when you find several books laid out in your designated reading area. Some you had heard of others were unknown to you but all of which you were ecstatic to receive. You were already so pleased with your gifts but you couldn't help but wonder why Sukuna wasn't here with you.

Surely he wanted to witness your joy. You decide to seek out his most trusted servant to aid you. It doesn't take long for you to find them. "Uraume, have you seen my husband? I've searched nearly everywhere." They make a bit of a perplexed face before suggesting you check your bed quarters once more. Trusting their advice you head back to where you began the morning. As you push open the door your eyes find yet another gift laid out on the bed.

A beautiful new robe is draped across the lower portion of the bed but this isn't what intrigues you most. A small scrap of paper on top of the robe catches your eye. "This is nicer than those sleeping robes, isn't it?" You read the paper twice to make sure you're correct. How did he know you had yet to change? Had he been observing you this entire time? Nonetheless you change into the new garment and head back into the main part of the palace.

Finally on your fifth time searching you find him. There he was, sat on his throne waiting for you. Once you realize you truly had found him you run towards him, careful not to trip on the layers of fabric now covering your body. "Husband! I've been searching for you!" You tell him as you find a seat in his lap. His arm comes to wrap around your middle as you continue speaking to him. "Did you really do all this for me?" I've never had such a grand celebration for my birthday."

"You're my queen and it's your day, of course I decided to celebrate you like this. Do you not enjoy it?" You know he's teasing but you can't help the way you quickly deny his question. "How could I not enjoy it? You know, I'm really starting to feel quite special. If I didn't know any better I'd say you love me." This made Sukuna freeze. Love? Was he capable of truly loving something. He had never felt love so how could he give it?

Sensing the change in the room you straighten in his lap. "Did I say something wrong? I didn't intend to." He eases you back into a comfortable position before answering. "No, you didn't, I believe you're right. I do love you." If you weren't happy before, you were overjoyed now. Never once had he uttered those words to you and he chose your birthday to be the day to tell you. You throw your arms around his neck before whispering to him. "I think thats the best gift you've ever given me."

A/n: Hey everyone... it's been a minute but hopefully this is a good enough apology🫣