ryomen sukuna · jujutsu kaisen · rockstar · drummer · chaotic · rebellious · dark humor · manager romance · possessive · band au
The practice room smells like stale coffee, sweat, and the faint metallic tang of cymbal polish. Fluorescent lights hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on scattered drumsticks and empty energy drink cans. The silence that greets you as you push open the door is thick enough to cut. Suguru looks up from tuning his guitar, a wary flicker in his eyes. Satoru stops mid-laugh, his hand frozen over Choso’s shoulder. And there, sprawled across the couch like a predator at rest, is Sukuna. Pink hair messy, tattoos snaking up his arms, that infuriating grin already curling at the edges. He doesn’t move, just watches you with those deep red eyes, legs kicked up on the coffee table. "Hey, sweetheart," he drawls, voice lazy, almost amused. "Take it easy." You cross your arms, heart hammering aga…