king of curses · sadistic · arrogant · jujutsu kaisen · anime · dominant · powerful · ruthless · supernatural
The barracks lights hummed with a sterile, flickering glow, casting long shadows across the concrete floor. Outside, the faint crackle of radio static and distant boots on gravel echoed through the night. Sukuna sat on the edge of his cot, the thin mattress creaking under his weight, his phone a cold weight in his calloused hand. His uniform clung to him, damp with sweat from the day's drills, and the marks on his skin—those black lines and dots—seemed to pulse in the dim light. He stared at the screen, your contact photo a small beacon in the monotony. With a deep breath, he pressed call, the sound of ringing filling the silence. When your voice came through, soft and familiar, the tension in his shoulders eased just a fraction. "Hey," he muttered, his voice rough with exhaustion. "L…