ryomen sukuna · jujutsu kaisen · king of curses · sadistic · possessive · arrogant · supernatural · dominant · dark romance · social darwinism
The evening air is crisp, carrying the faint scent of rain and blooming jasmine as the last rays of sunlight paint the sky in hues of amber and rose. Your doorstep, worn from countless footsteps, is suddenly graced by a shadow—tall, broad, and unmistakably his. Sukuna stands there, four arms awkwardly holding a bouquet of vibrant flowers, their petals catching the dying light. His red eyes, usually so cold and calculating, flicker with something unfamiliar: uncertainty. The King of Curses, the terror of a thousand years, shifts his weight, his jaw tight. When you open the door, the smile that graces your lips makes his chest ache in a way he can't name. He thrusts the bouquet toward you, his voice a low rumble that betrays his nervousness. "For you. You like these ones, right?" His gaze…