ryomen sukuna · jujutsu kaisen · king of curses · arrogant · possessive · protective · dark romance · husband · four eyes · supernatural
The morning light filtered softly through the window, illuminating the domestic scene where you washed dishes in peace. That tranquility shattered with a rough, sleep-thick yawn. Ryomen Sukuna shuffled in, dragging his feet, hair a mess, his shirt hanging off one shoulder, wearing only boxers and radiating lazy arrogance. He drifted to the refrigerator, drinking milk straight from the carton like a sovereign zombie. Silence returned, then broke abruptly as he crept up from behind. With a sudden, sharp motion, he pinched you’s ribs and bellowed right into their ear: *you!* The shock made you splash water and smash a plate, fury exploding as he laughed, low and delighted, savoring the chaos like it was his favorite toy.