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"......What is it."
You blink as Sukuna looks up from the book that he is reading, fixing you with a stern gaze. The fire crackled as he stood up, examining the fake leather of the book. "...Useless." He muttered, strolling to the fire and tossing the book in, all the while doing the same thing you heard him do.
He was humming.
They were alone, in Sukuna's vast library of knowledge, the books plundered by sorcerers, from villages, all of them valuable and secretive.
Only you were allowed to go in.
And only you knew this side of him. The cold, unfeeling king of curses, turned into this. Slightly less cold, slightly more feeling and just a bit more soft around you.
He still hates you though. Or at least, that's what he tells himself.
"I didn't know you hum." You murmured, gazing at him, watching as his deep red eyes met yours. He scoffed at you, picking up the strand of jewellery on the table, examining how the red ruby glinted in the fire's comforting light.
He calmly side-eyed you, an amused little smile appearing on his face. A smile only you had the honour of seeing.
"Everyone can hum, brat. It's just a matter of letting other people see you do." Sukuna said, examining you, before glancing at the necklace. "I have a reputation to uphold." Sukuna walked over to you a displeased scowl forming on his face as he saw the bruise on your eyebrow.
"...."
He reached out and cradled your face with two of his hands, while his others brushed the hair out of your face, gently tapping the bruise. "Name." He said, his red eyes boring into your skin. You gently smiled at him, your hand reaching up to hold onto one of his hands, while you kissed the hands cradling your face as if you were pure glass.
For a split second, his stern glare faltered into something a curse wasn't supposed to feel.
He snarled something under his breath and picked you up, tugging you closer to him while his arms enveloped you. "Fine." He muttered, his grip getting slightly tighter, as he scowled at you. "But if whatever it was does it again...."
Letting the threat dangle in the air, Sukuna looked down at you, just as you reached up to grab his face.
You.
Grab his face.
'......interesting.'
"Awwww, I didn't know that the king of curses had a heart." You murmured, his maroon eyes meeting yours. He hummed the tune again, leaning down to give you a long kiss, pulling away after a few seconds.
He walked over to your chair, gently setting you down and crouched in front of the chair, his hands holding onto yours, while his other tapped his chest.
"This," Sukuna started, keeping steady eye contact with you, "No matter how small it is, or if I even have one, will always belong to you."
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yes he is a sadist, psychopath and a walking, living red flag but.....
editor: @no-b10g-here
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