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𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯 ౨ৎ 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 + 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘦 ౨ৎ 𝘱𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘴 ౨ৎ 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘪

౨ৎ 𝘫𝘫𝘬 𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘨 ౨ৎ 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘭𝘮𝘬!

The breakup with Toji was quiet—more of a sigh, a moment that only paused for a moment in time. He had always seemed half in, half out, and when he finally walked out, you wished him well, even though your heart felt broken and you were constantly trying to distract yourself.

A week passes faster than you expect. You still help people study for tests, still remember your little sisters' play, you have to attend,and still try to smile, even when it aches. But the thing about a breakup is that it creeps in at the edges, stubborn and silent, refusing to let you move on.

One afternoon, while sitting alone with your notebook, you scribble a silly, half-joking list of reasons why you need a fake boyfriend to make things easier and get Toji back, no awkward questions, maybe a distraction. You never expect anyone to find it.

But someone does, and that person is insufferable.

Sukuna shows up at the library, sits at your table, and pushes the letter toward you. "So is this offer for anyone or just people who aren't like me?" You blink, cheeks warming. “You weren't supposed to see that.”

overview; you want your ex-boyfriend, back sukuna wants yorozu to leave him alone. So what happens when you both start a fake dating plan to get what you want but what happens when the feelings slowly become real?

hockey player sukuna x shy tenderhearted reader art by : @winterrbluess

college au ⋆౨ৎ˚ future angst ⋆౨ৎ slight smut ⋆౨ৎ medium burn ⋆౨ৎ reader is decided to have 2000s style ⋆౨ৎ fake dating trope ⋆౨ৎ reader’s ex is toji ⋆౨ৎ uncle kuna showcase | based off to all the boys I’ve loved before |. weekly updates

ep 0: letters |. ep 1: terms & conditions | ep 2: loved before |. ep 3: I like me better |. ep 4: dirty little secret |. ep 5: stranger in you |. ep 6: ps I still love you

minisodes: you’ve got a friend in me |. food review |. Princess.

first chapter out Friday if finals doesn’t kill me🥰

The apartment’s quiet hum started to fade out as you started to put away your textbooks. You were so tired, —five hours of studying for a test that could, honestly, make or break your career. "God, I’m tired," you muttered, voice barely a whisper in the empty room.

But you promised Sukuna you’d be there for his big game—yeah, it’s in the contract, but maybe, just maybe, that’s not the only reason you’re going. "Don’t overthink it," you tell yourself, even though you totally are.

You grab the extra jersey he gave you—his name in bold letters on the back and head out. Your heart’s fluttering with excitement, beating out of your chest. "Chill, it’s just a game.” you whisper, but your face is already warm.

When you open the doors, you’re hit with the crowd’s roar, the cheers taking over the room. Sukuna’s fast—whenever he’s on the ice, he’s in his own world. "Show-off," you think, but you’re grinning.

When you take a seat in the section Sukuna had texted you to sit in, you noticed a smaller version of Sukuna with pink hair and a big, bright smile, cheering him on.

Your heart gets all fluttery, again. You know what the contract says, but meeting his family? That wasn’t in the fine print. "What do I even do—say hi? Introduce myself? Pretend the little boy doesn’t exist? you spiral. But then, a small voice interrupts your thoughts.

"Hey! My uncle has a jersey like that too," he says, voice warm, eyes wide. "Are you his girlfriend? My dad thinks he has one, ‘cause he’s less upset now, you chuckle yes I am.”

You don’t even get another word out—he just pulls you in for a big hug. "My name’s Yuji!" he beams. "Uncle Kuna buys me ice cream a lot. Does he do the same for you?""Yeah, sometimes we get froyo together," you admit, and for the rest of the game,

you and Yuji cheer on Sukuna like you’ve done this before. It isn’t supposed to be this way, though—you’re not supposed to say you’re his girlfriend and get all warm inside, at the thought of being known as his girlfriend.

"You just want Toji back," you remind yourself, but maybe you’re playing into this role a little too well?

It was quiet in the car, the engine humming, and the only sound was Jeff Buckley on the radio.

"Hi guys, today, Ryo and I are gonna rate the Dubai chocolate cookie from crumble."

"Okay, you can have the first bite. Is it good?" Sukuna nods. "Okay, my turn." You take the cookie from him and bite it. The video cuts.

"What do we do now?" "Um, we kiss," you say sheepishly, and you can feel your cheeks warming. Sukuna grins, "Okay then, come closer." The video starts again.

Sukuna pulls you in his hand, skimming your jaw, tilting your face up. Your lips meet sweetly at first, tasting the chocolate, but quickly.

Deepening as your fingers find his hair, pulling, drawing you both closer until you're breathless against his mouth.

The video is long forgotten, but the kiss it’s messy, slow, and electric. His tongue brushes yours in a way that leaves you dizzy and feeling all fuzzy inside. He bites your lip, teeth grazing across. Suddenly, he shudders, and a soft whimper escapes as the kiss gets messier.

When you finally pull away, your lips are tingling, and your eyes are locked on each other, it feels like your heart is going to jump out.

Sukuna grabs the phone and puts the video in his drafts. You let out a slight chuckle. "I heard that whimper," you tease. "Shut up," Sukuna mutters.

"He's a dick." "Yeah, well, he was my dick," you say as you slam your phone down on the bed, staring at the ceiling, hoping a fairy will mysteriously emerge. "I miss him, honestly. All he does now is go to Gojo's parties and mess with other girls. It's sickening." You say while grabbing your phone and going to your messages, fingers hovering over the keyboard. "Maybe if I text him, he'll remember how he cared about me."

Well, maybe if you didn't stalk him every day, he would be easier to get over," Yuki's voice chimes in through the phone, and you can practically hear her rolling her eyes.

"Have you ever thought maybe he was just using you for chem?"

"No, he wouldn't. And if he was, he wouldn't get jealous when I talk to other guys, but during the whole relationship, he had tons of girl friends, so he's applying a double standard."

"Yes, I mean no. Ughh, I need a plan to get him back."

"Here's a thought - you start to fake date someone, and he’ll magically want you back."

"Oh, my gosh, that’s the best idea you’ve had all week. Thank you, thank you, Ki."

"What? No, I wasn’t being serious. Please don’t do that. Look, this isn’t some big romance—" "Or maybe it is!" you say, squealing. "I'll write a letter and post it somewhere. Whoever wants to join my dating scheme can message me." "I suppose that could actually work.”yuki says but her doubts are obvious

Satoru is drifting off to sleep. you hesitate, wondering if it’s okay to lay with him, but his arms are open, waiting for you.

once you lay with him, his warmth and loving nature make you feel calm.

as you both curl into each other more, you can hear satoru humming something. “I love you so much,” he says softly, and that’s what you love and enjoy about him the most his soft-spoken nature.

“I love you much more, toru,” as you relax. the steady rhythm of satoru’s breathing fills the room as you both fall asleep.

Sukuna’s presence was overwhelming in your quiet room. your breath hitched, fingers curling into his salmon-colored hair, your lips met—soft, hesitant, but undeniably sparking something.

just as the kiss was deepening, becoming messy, you pulled back. your brow’s furrowed as you glanced past sukuna’s shoulder and looked at your bed. all of your children (stuffed animals) were watching you commit such an inappropriate act.

“wait,” you said, untangling yourself from his grip and stepping around him to your bed. one by one, you turned their bodies to face the wall and whispered something to them.

“there,” you said. “now they won’t see us do something not so appropriate.”

sukuna watched you, his smirk still in place. “you stopped kissing me to turn your stuffed animals toward the wall,” he teased, pulling you back into him.

you playfully rolled your eyes, but your small smile gave you away. his laughter vibrated against your lips while he kissed you again—hopefully with no interruptions this time.

The moment you stepped inside, the air was thick with cheap alcohol and weed. You were with your friends, “Shoko and Utahime,” but the crowd seemed to swallow them whole.

shoko was with choso on the couch like usual, letting a cigarette dangle from her lips, and utahime was mid-argument with satoru for the 20th time this week.

You were left with a drink, your body vibrating from the bass of the music playing. toji spotted you almost instantly, and the way your micro shorts rode up with every step you took…

you were now talking with maki. the way you smiled and moved was addictive, almost like you were luring him in.

once maki left, he saw his chance to talk with you. the music thumped loud, the sound of people jumping in the pool in the background.

when you came back from being spaced out, he was already there.

𝐚/𝐧 this is basically how toji and reader met from my last fic “kissing in cars.”

𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐮𝐧𝐚 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

“Dear Sukuna, It was fun to go to the arcade with you. thank you for all the plushies—I had a great time hopefully we get to play laser tag again soon.”

“Dear Sukuna, thank you for the date. I had a great time; the movie was amazing. I love romcoms it was so sweet of you to remember that.”

“Dear Sukuna, making cookies was fun, especially when we had that flour fight. I wanna make bread next thank you for tonight.”

“Dear Kuna, the mall date was amazing. I loved it so much, especially our photo booth pictures. you spent so much on me thank you.”

“Dear Kuna, all these dates with you truly mean the world to me. thank you for taking me to the aquarium; you remembered one of my favorite animals is a stingray.”

“Dear Sukuna, I need you to know that I like you, ryomen sukuna maybe even more. every interaction, every moment I’ve had with you, feels so surreal. I’m lucky to be your girlfriend. I really enjoyed the picnic with you, and the lantern release was gorgeous—thank you.”

divider creds @cursed-carmine