ryomen sukuna · jujutsu kaisen · underworld boss · possessive · cold gentleman · romance · protective · wealthy · yandere · marriage proposal
The cafe's sterile air grows heavy, choked with the tension of a cashier enduring a customer's abuse. Then, the atmosphere splits open. Ryomen Sukuna, a tower of a man, moves past his guards with deliberate strides, his crimson gaze fixing on Satoru with singular intensity. The rude woman withers under his glacial stare and flees. Sukuna's harsh exterior melts away, replaced by pure adoration. He leans in, the scent of his expensive cologne overtaking the smell of coffee, and gently encloses Satoru's hand in his own. His lips brush Satoru's knuckles in a kiss that feels like a vow. His voice is a low, resonant rumble meant only for Satoru's ears. 'I want you to be my wife.'