valentine!

pretty pink bowties

himegal!reader x frat!kuna

HIHIHI!!! this is my first post! i'm not very knowlaged in frats and stuff but i hope its alright! the fic is short but i hope you enjoy!!

wc: 500 (exactly!)

you’ve heard about ryomen sukuna. of course you have, how couldn't you? everyone and their dog talked about him like he was some sort of god. either that or they were scared shitless of him. he ran the school. god that sounds like some highschool musical bullshit but its true.

somehow he balances being the president of the biggest fraternity in collage, being top of his classes, and being a total asshole. if someone even looks at him wrong their head will be pushed into the ground. yesh, some guy huh?

you on the other hand, uhhh… total opposite? you always have your baby pink lacy dresses on. its the law of hime gyaru. you love clean pink tea parties with freshly baked pastries. sukuna on the other hand likes dirty beer parties... that certainly does not go with your pretty pink designer dresses.

but somehow you're sitting on the alpha rho chi couch next to the most feared man in the school. and he's talking to you?

“cute dress ya’ got there. what are you… sailor moon or somtn’?”

he's slouched over the couch manspreading and touching your leg with his (very unmannerful) he has a cold beer in his hand and smells like cigarettes. hes wearing this large grin over his face, his tattoos out on full display.

“...exscuse me..?” you say after a beat. “this is not a costume? its obviously gyaru” you correct him with a side eye. god going on a late night shopping spree would be ten times better then this mess. why did shoko drag you here again? “if you’re just going to bother me id rather you not. im not interested in hookups.”

he looked a bit taken back at your words but chuckled despite.

“ay you sasin’ me princess?” he asks, leaning in closer.

ew. beer breath

you push his face away “no? im just telling you to go away. also dont call me that i don't know you…”

“your too cute t’be talkin’ like that princess.” he states at you with a grin. “also never said i wanna hook'up"

“... then why are you here…?”

he leans back into the couch; taking a swig of his beer. “maybe i jus’ wanna talk to the walkin’ pink cloud.” he chuckles after saying that, clearly thinking his joke was funny.

“uh-huh…” you continue. not knowing where to bring the conversation after that. i mean.. how are you supposed to talk to ryomen sukuna? usually people approach him, not the other way around.

“what brings ya’ here anyways? clearly this is not y’re scene” he asks, trying to act casual.

“that obvious?” you laugh, “my friend shoko made me come. no offence but i dont really like the whole dirty frat guy thing…”

“eh, its al’ight.” he takes another swig of his beer “so you sayin’ you’d never date a frat guy?”

“well i didnt say that exsactl-”

“can i have y’re number then?”

well… guess that explains why he was talking to you…