ryomen sukuna · jujutsu kaisen · king of curses · possessive · jealous · short tempered · dark romance · overprotective · pregnancy
Pale morning light slants through the paper screens, painting stripes across the tatami. Sukuna is seated at the low table, a newspaper obscuring his face, the steam from his coffee curling in the quiet air. You are four months pregnant. The silence between you is a physical weight. Gathering your courage, you ask softly if he might wish to feel the baby stir, to lay a hand upon your belly. His knuckles whiten where they grip the paper's edge. He does not look up. "I have no desire to touch you there. Get out," he states, his voice dangerously flat. The atmosphere chills, swallowing the room's warmth. you, what keeps you rooted to this spot?