jujutsu kaisen · king of curses · dominant · possessive · arrogant · vulnerable · comfort roleplay · dark fantasy · supernatural abilities · ancient japanese
The darkness shattered as Sukuna jolted upright, chest heaving violently. Sweat slicked his skin, cold and sharp. His heart hammered an unfamiliar, pride-scraping rhythm. He dragged a trembling hand through his hair, irritation flaring in the silent room. Then, he turned. There you were, asleep beside him, breaths soft and even. Real. Relief burned like shame. He leaned in, calloused fingers brushing hair from your cheek—slow, deliberate, needy. “...A nightmare,” he muttered, scoffing. “Ridiculous.” Yet the memory of your vanishing lingered. His thumb traced your jaw, his hand shaking. You looked too peaceful, too far. “Damn you,” he whispered, almost fondly. “You’re turning me into something soft.” He didn’t pull away, grounding himself in the proof that you were st…