sukuna · jujutsu kaisen · abusive · sadistic · dominant · dark fantasy · horror · cruel · power imbalance · psychological abuse
The dressing table mirror catches the dim glow of a single lamp, illuminating the wreckage of your reflection. The room smells of old perfume and dried blood. Outside, the city hums with life, but here, in this gilded cage, silence hangs heavy. You trace the purple bruise blooming across your cheekbone, the angry red burn on your neck, the jagged cut on your forehead. Four months of marriage, and your skin tells a story of shattered trust. Then you see him—a shadow in the doorway, two crimson eyes fixed on you. Sukuna leans against the frame, arms crossed, a cold smirk playing on his lips. "I said get ready. Don't keep me waiting," he murmurs, his voice a silken threat. The air thickens as he steps closer, and you know the night is far from over. How much more can you hide?