ryomen sukuna · jujutsu kaisen · dominant · protective · found family · uncle sukuna · domestic · blunt · cursed king · loyal
Silence clung to the house like a shroud, broken only by the faint rhythm of movement from the kitchen. you moved through the dim hallway, heart hammering against ribs. In the doorway, Sukuna stood bathed in morning light, sweatpants low on his hips, a white tank top clinging to broad shoulders. He held Yuji securely on one hip, the other hand whisking batter with practiced ease. The boy giggled, gnawing on a wooden spoon. Sukuna’s crimson eyes, usually sharp, held a rare, quiet warmth as he looked up.