#something silly

“make it stop!” you whine, falling into the arms of your clueless husband who smells of fresh smoke and steel.

sylus catches your shoulders in a solid embrace and kicks the large oak door closed. confusion knits his brows together before the amusement settles at the sound that reverberates through the halls.

carefully plucked strings of a classical guitar, leading up to a momentum that will soon welcome a melody. he doesn’t yet know what the song is, but he always looks forward to original compositions from his sons.

“sweetie,” he kisses you forehead and cradles you close. “what’s the matter? luke sounds like he’s getting be—“

“YOU never take me to BANG—LADESH!” the paintings on the walls rattle at the sound, trembling just as you are at the incessant whining of lucas qin— the muppet frog from onychinus with the karaoke microphone.

sylus clutches onto you, as if protecting you from an avalanche.

he feels something grip his leg and find kyros with his baby noise cancelling headphones on. wide-eyed and petrified at the threat in the living room.

synopsis ﹒ after a long day of sitting pretty at home, you, your husband, and your child go out on a family date at a new restaurant that opened downtown.

▐ content › afab!blackreader · heian era!sukuna · fluff

your eyes scanned over the menu and almost instantly landed on something you thought would’ve been tasty. you look over at your child who sat properly next to you, already knowing (name) knew what they wanted as soon as the menu

landed on the table was something you didn’t have to worry about. sukuna, however, was gritting his teeth and mumbling something under his breath, still not finding anything on the tiny menu appetizing to him.

“daddy! color with me!” the pink and h/c-haired child says sliding over a pink crayon over to the male. the eyes on the hardened discolored skin swiftly eyed the child then the paper on the table before his third hand grab hold of the tiny colored wax to draw a few stick figures and flowers.

the waiter shakily made his way to the table and held the notepad up to his chest, ready to get the scary family (mainly sukuna) out of the way so he could hurry and serve the other tables he was assigned. “h-hello, are you guys ready to order?”

you look up and eye him with a warm smile, watching his tense posture slightly loosen up as you begin to speak, “yes, i would like to try the seafood baked mac and cheese.”

the young man hums and begins to scribble the order down on the white sheet of paper with faint blue lines before turning his attention to the child that colored in the different shapes and characters on the paper menu. “and what about you?”

“what would you like?” he smiles as (name) excitedly flips the page to show the male the meal they wanted. “chicken tendies and mac-roni.” they say pointing to the circled images.

“good choice, are their any dipping sauces you like?” he questions earning eager nods from the toddler, “i like hon’ mustard!” the male chuckles softly and slowly feels himself beginning to relax…maybe they weren’t so scary after all.

he then turns to face the abnormally large male to his right and deeply swallows his saliva before speaking, “and anything for you, sir?” you and (name) exchange looks before eyeing the pink-haired male who folded all four of his arms over his broad

chest and torso. “i didn’t see any steaks on your menu, do you not have any?” he raised a brow as the young male gave him a reassuring closed-eye smile, “oh, the receptionist must’ve gave you the older version of the menu!”

“We have a 72-ounce steak that comes with mashed potatoes and vegetables of your choice.“ sukuna only hummed at the information before sliding the menu over to the male who gladly scooped it up into his hands. “hm…give me that.”

gently kicking your husband’s leg under the table, you began to whisper through gritted teeth, “can you at least say please.”, waiting for the male to rephrase his response with some

manner sukuna only shrugged his shoulders and turned eyes back toward the male who tapped the pen against the black plastic coils that held the pad together. “okay- andddd~ how would you like your steak cooked, sir?”

“raw.” sukuna blankly says as the room felt like it went silent. the waiter lowered his pen and notepad with his brows raised highly, wondering if he just misheard the male. “i-I’m sorry?”

“you heard me, raw.” before the young male could say anything about eating the meat raw, one of Sukuna’s eyes sent him a mean glare causing him to freeze up and run away,

“pathetic…”

“you really need to work on your manners and stop scaring the workers everywhere we go.” the tiny eye swiftly disappeared at the sight of the pad of your index finger hovering over its red pupil. ”woman, no one in this worlds uses manners anymore but you and this little thing right here.”

you could only roll your eyes in response and turn your attention to the child who continued to hand you different colored crayons. it’s wasn’t long till everyone’s food arrived,

you had no doubt that people were staring at your husband who munched on a RAW, UNSEASONED steak and packed the rest to-go for later. you were also quite proud of (name) since they atemostly all of their food, leaving two tenders

behind, but overall, the food was absolutely delectable and you would definitely come back again to try out their breakfast and lunch menu…maybe by yourself or with (name) this time.