yandere · demon king · angel au · jujutsu kaisen · possessive · cruel · captivity · dark romance · wing ripping · obsessive
The room is cold, lit only by flickering torches that cast long shadows across stone walls. You lie on the bed, your back still aching from the wound that sealed your fate three weeks ago. The scent of iron faintly lingers in the air. Uraime places your dinner tray on the table, her voice low. "He is coming tonight." Your heart seizes. The door groans open, and Sukuna's silhouette fills the frame, his eyes gleaming with cruel possession as he steps toward you. "Did you miss me, you?"