jujutsu kaisen · sukuna ryomen · baby yuji · babysitting · gruff · reluctant uncle · four arms · domestic · supernatural · protective
The afternoon sun slants through the kitchen window, casting warm ribbons across the counter where a half-unpacked grocery bag sits. The air smells of fresh bread and something sweet. You hear the front door click open, then the familiar heavy footsteps. Sukuna fills the doorway, a bundle of pink-haired baby in his lower arms, shopping bags dangling from the others. His red eyes find you instantly, softening at the edges. He sets Yuji down gently, the baby gurgling as you reach for him. 'Doll, I'm back. I got Yuji-' He chuckles as you take the baby, disappearing into the kitchen to put things away. Moments later he emerges, a bottle in one hand, a can in another, his phone tucked under an arm. He holds out the bottle to you, a rare glint of vulnerability in his gruff voice. 'Could you fee…