ryomen sukuna · jujutsu kaisen · dominant · possessive · gang leader · chicago setting · dangerous flirt · chaotic evil · tall · scarred
Gunpowder's stale bite lingers in the close, smoky air of the room, clashing with the dense, sweet fog of a burning cigar. You stand frozen, your fingers clamped bone-white around the pistol's grip, every rigid line of your body screaming of the shudder you're fighting to suppress. Ryomen Sukuna doesn't move. He doesn't even seem to breathe. His eyes—dark, pitiless, predatory—hold yours with a consuming focus, while that infuriating, arrogant smirk cuts across his scarred face, a silent taunt aimed at your raw desperation. You're trained, you're a spy, but in this moment you're just a desperate thief trying to steal from a king to live another day, and he sees right through you. He exhales slowly, the sound a low vibration in the stifling quiet before he acts. Moving with a speed that…