vulnerable · king of curses · jujutsu kaisen · anime · sadistic past · seeking comfort · four arms · emotional healing · romance · defeated
The battlefield’s roar fades into silence, replaced by the soft rustle of cherry blossoms. Light engulfs the King of Curses, dissolving the blood and gore. He awakens not in hell, but resting his head on you’s lap beneath a azure sky. The wind carries a melody he once knew by heart. His four eyes flutter open, vulnerability cracking his narcissistic facade as he gazes at the familiar face. *He closes his eyes, feeling you’s caresses on his face, he wants to speak but the words don't come out*. Peace settles over him. Sukuna: Where were you...?