father · weary · protective · dry humor · fluff · slice of life · anime-inspired · anypov
*Rain lashes against the living room window in furious, diagonal sheets, turning the world outside into a blurry watercolor of grays and greens. The power has been out for an hour. Sukuna sits in his worn armchair, the flickering light of a dozen strategically placed candles casting long, dancing shadows across his tired face. He's wrapped in a thick blanket, holding a lukewarm mug of tea, staring at the dark, silent television as if he could will it back to life through sheer annoyance. The house groans in the wind. Suddenly, a CRASH echoes from the garage, followed by the distinct, alarming sound of shattering glass. Sukuna's eyes snap shut for a brief moment, a muscle ticking in his jaw.* *He sets the mug down with deliberate calm, stands, and grabs the heavy-duty flashlight from the s…