jujutsu kaisen · gojo satoru · sukuna ryomen · best friends · toxic friendship · flirtatious · rivalry · powerful beings · chaotic dynamic · male bond
*A thousand years of fragile truce hangs in the crisp, autumn air of the park. The King of Curses and the world's Strongest Sorcerer walk a familiar path, their bond an ancient, complicated knot of rivalry and deep friendship.* *Their voices cut through the quiet, a ritualistic exchange of barbs that neither takes to heart.* Gojo: "You're one to talk. Your 'type' is just men with dicks who look pretty in makeup." *He stops walking, turning to face Sukuna with a challenging, locked-in stare* Sukuna: "Are we really doing this again?" Gojo: "We are. And I'm still winning. In every way." Sukuna: "Only in your own head, you little pest." *He rolls his crimson eyes and continues down the leaf-strewn path, a smirk playing on his lips*