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as yours (xi); gift of you

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: sukuna ryomen x reader

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬: 1,977

𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: fluff, comedy, a hint of violence, college au, mention of gang fighting/ involvement, a sprinkle of angst (future updates), cursing and swearing, slow-burn relationship, SIMPKUNA

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: "as a child, you have harbored a massive crush on Itadori Yuji; it wasn't until that college happened you dared to ask him. Trying to give him a letter, the one who you ended up giving to was no other than his no-good twin brother, Sukuna Ryomen."

𝐚/𝐧: I made the chapter shorter on purpose; I will start extending them once I think it's necessary. Plus we've been waiting for so long on these sukuna and Mc to get together, so it won't be long. I will also start going into sukuna's background later too.

chapter 10 ✿ chapter 12

You don't remember much after blacking out from shock; by the time you have woken up, Sukuna had already filled in both your parents with great details of a beautiful lying story that would make them stop questioning him. Sukuna had also decided to get the police involved since he controlled the majority of the stations in Japan. Giving another elaborate story of lies, too, to soothe your parents, who are probably going to gray faster than any elders in a retirement home.

But after a while, there was a dreamy look in his eyes, locked away and vacant. It was only when Sukuna had volunteered to stay overnight, after convincing your parents to leave that he would keep an eye out on you and Haruna, that he came out of his generosity mask.

"Why did you do that?" He spoke softly, looking at the hospital's plain gray carpet, "You could've died; I could've lost you there." Sukuna wasn't known for being vulnerable; he was known for being steadfast and a pillar of strength; it was rare for him to drop his sarcastic personality. You could've said you were surprised to see him like that, but you just kept your mouth shut. "You didn't trust me to bring her back?" That was when you shot your head up at him.

"I-I...It's not that I don't trust you," meekly trying to convey your words; you almost forgot the reason why you went after Sukuna, but hearing him bringing it up made you anxious. Not in the way where it makes you want to hide, where you feel like a child being reprimanded, but it's the feeling of disappointment that gnaws at your chest. Sukuna lifts his heavy strawberry eyes at you, patiently waiting for you to continue. "There was a sinking feeling I felt when you left; I didn't like it." Sukuna felt a rouse of emotions only you could illicit from their slumber when he heard those words; they rumble around his chest like fire; although you weren't entirely done with what you were saying. "I thought that would be the last time I see you." You utter the last sentence in a hush manner, your eyes now looking anywhere but him. "It was also in that moment I had an epiphany," you fiddle with the hem of the hospital blanket, feet shifting underneath, "that I quite like you for a while now."

If that last sentence didn't kill him immediately, he would've thought he was hallucinating. Sukuna was looking at you with wide eyes; he didn't expect a confession out of all times, too stunned to speak that he didn't realize his lips parts in disbelief.

"But who knew I would be the one who ended up crippled in bed, you know?" you joke out, nervous laughter leaving your lips—ears burning brighter than any shades of red. Your heart was shaking. *'I knew he likes me, so I doubt that-'* Your thoughts were cut off when Sukuna walked towards your bed.

"I better not be dreaming. Can you repeat it?" His delicate hands cup your face gently, making you look into his strawberry orbs with gold flecks that almost resemble seeds. You thought you imagined things when you spotted a dusty hue across his face like a blush. Putting a hand on Sukuna's wrist, you could feel the pulse resounding so vigorously underneath the skin that it repeated in thunderous motion. Sukuna trains his eyes to watch every nerve on your face to see any reaction.

The words of request from Sukuna loom over, and you let out a groan as you try to twist away and fall back into bed while trying to pull the blanket over your head. Sukuna wouldn't let you do that; he removed it each time you successfully pulled it back. The mini fight went on a few more times before you gave up and whined at him, face still hot. "I don't want to say it; leave me alone."

Sukuna laughed, "I'll make you say it later." Immediately scrunching your nose at him, you turn your head away with a sassy 'hmph.' Sukuna eased his strong arms around your form and laid his chin on your shoulder. He was smiling from ear to ear; any problems from earlier that had plagued him suddenly vanished into thin air. None of those matters right now, not when the moment you both have created was more magical and worth the attention than anything else. He'll deal with it later. This was probably the best Christmas he could've gotten.

Since you have sealed the deal of confessing and telling Sukuna you like him, now he's even more than a parasitic leech, even if it was only two days later. It was impossible to get rid of him in all aspects. If his soul could join your body, you doubt he wouldn't hesitate to jump the gun for that wish. Another thing is to make things official; you could tell that he was vibrating with happiness underneath all those heavy dark clothes that made him off-putting, but once he was alone with you, everything did a turn.

There was no more teasing and jesting you in the meantime, but you know it's short-lived. Although did he take Yuji's personality or something along the trip? Sukuna brought you things you might need (via its feminine care, skin care, and clothing, plus stuff he didn't buy for you as Christmas gifts as it seems to slip his mind somehow) but seeing it was a famous name brand, you almost choked on air. You remember searching these out of curiosity, and seeing the price made you instantly close the app. Now they're right here and in front of your face.

You: "I ask for my stuff, not these."

Sukuna: "You're not going around wearing and putting cheap stuff on yourself."

You: "They still work the same as any other brands."

Sukuna: "Statistics said-"

You: "Okay, now shut the fuck up, Einstein."

Sukuna only chuckles, you raise your hands to him, and he pulls you out of bed. Your cold feet touched the floor, and you went to the bathroom to change. The doctor said you were good to go after all your injuries were just minors, laying off of going to college for a few days. Speaking of college, you wonder what your attendance and grades are doing.

Your parents wanted to wait to take you home with your sister, but since Sukuna had once again interjected that he would be doing the honor of taking you home after a note of discharge from your doctors, your parents relented so. What kind of magic words does he have that your parents won't be fighting tooth and nails for you?

You reached into your pants pocket out of habit and forgot that you didn't bring your house keys with you when you left out in a rush after Sukuna those days ago. Begrudgingly pressing the doorbell, your mother opens the door and throws her arms around you, and pulls you inside while tugging Sukuna at the feeder. It's not like Sukuna would refuse; after all, your mother was very grateful that a gentleman like Sukuna would look after you for two days in a row.

"Make yourself at home," your mother's chirpy personality came back to life as all those blue days passed as clouds on a sunny day. "You can do those stuff there, next to the couch, Sukuna." You look over at the dining table and see your father has Haruna perched on his lap; he happily lets his youngest feed him. Haruna, who had suffered much more than you, looked happy to be back in an environment where she felt the safest; you wonder if anything else changed.

"Haruna!" You call out to your sister, who perks up at her name. She made a mad dash towards you. Your hands were on your knees as you were getting ready to catch her once she was near enough, but she made a beeline towards Sukuna. "'Kuna!" Haruna shouted in glee, motioning her hands up for Sukuna to pick her up, and Sukuna being the awful optimistic bastard he is, does so while giving you the smuggest smile he could, and you, in return, turn around slowly and provide the ugliest judgmental manifestation of your face could make.

'Is this betrayal that I felt in my chest?' Before you could do anything dramatic, your mother told you guys to come and sit down to eat. There were discussions here and there on the table; you have yet to ask your parents about switching Haruna to another daycare. But since you didn't want to damper the mood, your father had switched the topic to open the presents that had been sitting under the tree for the last couple of days. The presents weren't touched yet as they were still in their position; you and Haruna were seated on the ground while your parents were sitting on the couch along with Sukuna.

You were relaxing back as your body leaned in between Sukuna's legs. He was watching intently about the gift your parents brought and was taking notes about your likes and dislikes. There were suspicious snickering sounds from your parents, so you suddenly turned around to meet them, "Can I help you both?"

Your mother giggles to your father while slapping his arm playfully, acting like a high school girl. "Don't mind your father and me; we're just admiring the view from over here." More snickering fills the room as you realize what they mean; you move your body forward away from Sukuna, who pulls you back into place.

"You didn't mind it earlier; why now?" Sukuna joined with your parents to embarrass you and only shouted at him to stop as you wanted to beat him up so severely with the gift in your hand.

Your mother: "Honey, we should take Haruna and leave the love birds to entertain themselves, should we?"

You: "Mom! We are not like that!"

Sukuna: "Yet."

You: "Shut up; they don't need to know!"

"Seems like our eldest has grown up." Cue your father's fake crying as he was happily pulling your mother up and taking Haruna, "We should get ready for a third child after the eldest left to get married."

"You guys are so annoying!" Disliking the teasing, they start shooting more your way.

Once Sukuna walks through his flat, he hands the food for Uraume to put away while shrugging off his oversized coat and hanging it on a hook. "Sukuna-sama, we were informed about an hour ago that Majima had committed suicide while in his cell." The man stops what he is doing but resumes while doing it at a slower pace than before.

Peace wasn't an option today for Sukuna either, "How did he die?"

Uraume: "Rat poison ingestion."

Sukuna remembered what Majima had said before he knocked all his teeth out and made his face swollen to unrecognized. Sukuna's godfather, Shinichiro Byakuya, a former four Kingpin in Japan, retired less than a decade ago. Despite being retired, he still holds a great deal of Japan in fear.

Shinichiro handed the torch to Sukuna at the tender age of twelve while guiding him; seeing Sukuna have so much potential and natural influences throughout the country could make Sukuna so much more than him; after all, he's all he ever hoped for as his progeny, despite not having any blood relation to him. To him, Sukuna was his prized possession. Shinichiro taught Sukuna how to fish; now it's time for him to catch and eat the bigger one.

In the end, one of the former kingpins didn't kill his incompetent flesh and blood and put Sukuna on the blood throne for a reason, right?

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bts5sosempire · 2 years

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as yours (x); wars

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: sukuna ryomen x reader

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chapter 9 ✿ chapter 11

Concentrating was more complex than ever; you were filled with sleepless hours, even if it was just two days. You were a target for gossiping at college; your name was constantly in people's mouths, and the urge to disappear so everything could die down was powerful. You don't know how often you had wished for your sister to be brought back so your family wouldn't continue to suffer in silence. Your mother didn't bicker with your father like usual, and your father's work performance has started to fall off the chart that he was given a warning despite being distressed. Several more, and he could potentially be fired.

"If I were her, I would be stricken with worried too; to lose a sibling is hard."

"Considering her sister is only a toddler, it would be scary."

"Didn't someone say it could be some child trafficker that abducted her?"

'Do they ever shut their mouth?' Sinking lower in your chair, you seek comfort by hastily wrapping your arms around you dug your nails through the long sleeve you're wearing. You could hardly stand the gossip anymore as you slowly filed out of the classroom in a rush by shoving your materials into your bag; everyone went silent as they could feel your discomfort.

(A/n: I have to search up how tf does Uraume addresses Sukuna because I never wrote it in any of the chapters, but in the end, I couldn't find it on the net, and I only see that they held Sukuna in high regard in Keigo form, I'm not even going to explain it so google it, please. So istg my fried brain and memory for remembering stuff, and I have to come up with something.)

"Sukuna-sama, I disagree for you to go alone," Uraume told her boss on the sideline, watching him packing things swiftly under his jacket to be unnoticeable. All the things Sukuna had packed were lethal (plus a gun, so deadly), but they could kill if he used enough strength on the spot or in the right area.

"What right do you have to stop me?" Sukuna asks calmly but underneath his exterior is someone who is rigid that their nerves are slowly starting to unravel.

Uraume: "I don't see why you should put yourself in harm's way for a woman who never-"

Instantly this struck a nerve as Uraume couldn't get to finish bringing you into the conversation, "Uraume, know your place!" Sukuna roared in place. Easily triggered, this surprised Uraume as Sukuna was a person who never gets angry for any reason, even if things don't go his way. "I will not tolerate you to sully her name in my presence or any manner." Roughly spitting out their venom, the glowering look sent a chill down Uraume's spine, the red piercing eyes filled with unfiltered reverence and madness. Sukuna's loyalty to you is genuinely envious; it's something anyone would die for. For someone to gain it when Sukuna's allegiance is to himself and no one else, it should not be taken lightly. Uraume thought, you would be like those women or girls that Sukuna chose and slept around with for the physical affection and then leave them the next moment. But how could a woman like you hold such power over a person like Sukuna? One of the Four Kingpin in Japan.

Another thought flashes quickly in Uraume's mind; Sukuna's attraction and protectiveness almost made him look humane for once, maybe in front of you; he's always will remain humble and loving towards you as Sukuna Ryomen. But he will rear around his ugly personality towards anyone he deems isn't worthy of his attention as the Sukuna Ryomen whom many fear throughout Japan. Yes, that's how it is, and that's how it will be. Sukuna, a person who grew up without anything to call his own, suddenly found something worth holding onto. He will latch onto it until the very end.

"I apologize; I will not speak of her name in any brash manner anymore." Uraume bows to Sukuna in full respect, "Is there anything you need help with?"

Sukuna didn't say anything but just waved their hand to dismiss them, wanting to be alone with his thoughts.

You sat in front of the Christmas tree, ditched the last ten minutes of your last period to go home early, and texted your friends along the way home. You don't want to make it a bad habit and use Haruna as an excuse to cut classes, but your mood dampens at the thought each time it flees to her. Examining the tree set during your vacation in a spa resort, you saw a lot of Haruna's handiwork; the poorly cut-out snowflakes, angels, yellow stars, and other decorations she thought were suitable for the tree.

Using a forefinger to tap a decoration, it springs back and forth on the string. You did it a few more times before your doorbell caught your attention as it rang brightly in a gloomy home. Your parents aren't home; they went out to the police station to hear anything more about Haruna's whereabouts, and you were left alone in isolation.

It rang a few more times when you got to the door. Unlocking all the locks, you twist the knob to open the door, and there stood Sukuna. He was quiet too, no jabs or teasing, just a face full of seriousness and passive. It was almost unlike him; you wonder why.

Sukuna: "I won't be back for a while."

You: "For how long?"

"Look at you worrying about me," Sukuna quickly quirks a small, subtle smile. Maybe you spoke too soon. Then the smile was instantly wiped off, replaced with an expression you're not used to seeing. Bleak. "I honestly don't know."

'Well, that's a first.' Sukuna always gives you a time duration of how long he will take until he comes back, unnecessary information you don't need, but hearing him saying that he wasn't sure was new. It makes your stomach quite unsettled.

"I made a promise, and I intend to keep it." He took a few steps closer and brought you into a hug as he did when he snuck up to your room. "Until then, stay good for me and be well."

Why does it sound like he's saying goodbye? You don't know why but it feels like it, and you don't like it. Even if you brought it up, it wouldn't be right, nor does it fit the timing.

Ultimately, you opt to say something simple, "Take care." You returned the hug after a few moments of waiting.

Sukuna was relatively surprised to see this tender side; your voice was soft in rumbles in lack of use. He thought this would've been a dream if it weren't for you tightening your hold as if you were afraid he would disappear. If anyone who would walk past by would certainly think that this was a lovers' embrace, and perhaps it was, but unofficially.

He wanted to stay longer in your arms, but time was ticking, so he forced himself apart from you. The cold air swiftly sweeps in between you both, reminding you how much reality is there, knocking away any warm remnants of summer hues you both created in such short seconds.

Sukuna, brush away any snow that had flakes on your hair before turning around to go on his motorcycle. You wanted to speak more and chase after him, but your foot was stuck to the ground, and your voice lodged up in your throat.

It wasn't until Sukuna had gone away into the cold winter that you realized the feeling you had been rummaging over, finding its source, and digging it out was bittersweet. You come to terms that you don't want that.

"Uraume," you softly some out, voice barely clinging onto its standard octave, "I need to find them; they could help." Going back inside your house, you went back to wear thicker clothes and quickly start on your journey. You have no time to lose.

Sukuna arrived at the destination that was sent out for him. His motorcycle came to a halt across some abandoned clearing area; the place was spotted with nothing but ruined buildings. He has driven for an hour and a half. Majima sure did pick a place to kill him off silently or was away from prying eyes and ears. He has to applaud; it's not too bad or a shabby move.

"Look it here; it's the king himself in all his glory," Majima walks out of the shadows; he pokes his cane in the snow. "And all alone too, how great of you to keep your promise." With a nudge of his head, men file out of the abandoned buildings, all rapidly surrounding Sukuna with gun lasers aiming at him. Most weapons held in their hands were acquired illegally from oversee; from what Sukuna recognized, who would supply this scumbag with military-grade weapons?

"What about you?" Sukuna inquires, and Majima taps his cane against the ground. Behind two burly men was Haruna, terrified, but when she saw Sukuna and recognized him, she bawled out her eyes.

Literally on the hunt for Uraume after Sukuna left; you went on a spree asking all sorts of people if they knew a person whose hair resembled a koi-fish and was about...actually, you weren't sure how tall they were, so you say 'yee-high' tall while using your hand to describe as a metric system about their height. You almost felt helpless and on the verge of tears after being so overwhelmed and with no luck.

Brushing your hair back with your hand, you spot a few people coming toward you. Their jackets have a red temple logo with a masked face of two Onis conjoined with unique face markings in the center of the torii with four arms extending out; two out of the four arms hold a weapon. "What's your business with Uraume?" They surrounded you, and one asked in a hush manner.

"It's about Sukuna," you hesitate to say his name, your body becoming wary and your instinct on alert to get ready to bolt at the first sign of danger. "I think he's in danger. He left early this evening; he didn't say where he was going besides where my sister is." Despite being scared, you have to try, but the three people then glance at each other.

They give each other a knowing look until one realizes who you are, taps the other two arms, and whispers into their ear. Once the other two get the memo, they change their attitude slightly too friendly, "So you're the Boss girl?" Another asked, and you quickly nodded your head, not even denying it or trying to waste time. "Uraume left just now to go after the boss with our group of people."

"Please take me there!" You beg, tugging onto one of their sleeves. They all look reluctant, giving another look at each other again. It would help if you convinced them.

"We can't-"

"He could die!" You shouted, cutting them off, and a few bystanders whipped their heads towards the sound of your voice, and the three gang members quickly shushed you. "Do you want to see your boss dead?" They all deny it, shaking their head. You hit them with another, "So take me there then."

Shots rang out in the air, and Haruna was in Sukuna's arms after he deliberately shot a few men whose guns were jammed. Sukuna thought he was lucky for a moment. Using all the covers that the area had available for him, he gave Haruna earpieces to block out the gunshot and hide her in a barrel after telling her not to come out while giving Haruna his phone. Sukuna told her there would be people to help Haruna while he took care of those 'pests,' or 'bad guys' in his child-friendly language. The phone had a tracking device so Uraume could arrive any moment; all he had to do was buy time.

Everyone on Majima's side was doing what they could to eliminate Sukuna, and Majima was beyond pissed off. The untouchable God was supposed to die with his permission, but one got too eager, which set the whole plan off. Sukuna is running around with his men scurrying after him like rats on a cheese race; it's almost hilarious how desperately he wants to kill a Kingpin.

With his men going down one by one, Majima isn't worried. He still has many more. He wonders how long the man could run before he gets tired and let him take a shot at him. Majima grabs the pants leg where his pathetic portion was covered underneath; he swore to pay tenfold for what Sukuna did to him.

"Come out and face everyone like a grown-up Sukuna; you're so disappointing." Majima tried to quip as his nemesis.

But he didn't expect this kind of response.

"Me? Disappointing? If I'm a disappointment, then you're a mistake," a few shots chime in the air and hit the cover where Sukuna was hiding, "I don't use children as a means to get my way, unlike you. You're an excuse of man- no, wait, a bitch is what you are."

If Sukuna couldn't get more bothersome, then Majima was sure someone else will. But the feeling of anger boils over in his chest like lava.

But the distraction could only last so short; on the road, far away from a distance, Majima could see multiple armored vehicles racing towards the location where the shooting was happening. Sukuna's logo could be seen with its bright red color.

Majima: "I see you brought your men to a fight that was supposed to be between us."

Sukuna: "I don't ever remember this fight was between us; it's only fair that I brought my people after I realized what kind of cheap shit you were when you had your men."

Another man was down when Sukuna's bullet hit a vital point, instantly killing them on the spot. Sukuna runs to another spot to get closer to Majima, so it would be easier to take him out. Killing the paragon would kill the morale of the team.

"Sorry that we're late, Boss!" The few men who arrived shouted before gunning down the remainder. Uraume stealthily kills multiple on the way while trying to get to Haruna's location. They were no match to Uraume's speed and kill of power; if anything, it's to fear.

But by the time you get there to the shooting, both parties are already in their fight; you get off one of the gang member's bikes and go to the nearest spot where you could hide. They all huddle with you, too scared that if their Boss finds out you're here, then they would be put underground instantly with no grave. On second thought, not even a grave would be given to them; the sea would be the option. Free fish food.

"You guys stay here," before they could protest, you already went running to the battle. They could see their death bright as day with angels singing on a Sunday morning for church day.

You saw Uraume fighting singlehandedly against four other people with a Bowie knife while one arm was wrapped protectively around Haruna. Haruna held Uraume back tightly with an equal embrace with their eyes shut tight. Your heart swells upon seeing your sister going toward them; you pick up a rock with the right weight and chuck it at an enemy with full strength and velocity. It knocked one of them out cold. This caught Uraume's and the ones who weren't hit their attention.

The other three gang members of Sukuna caught up to you, and once they saw Uraume's death glare, they instantly paled. They know that look, 'How could you let her come here? Do you have a death wish later?'

Haruna opened their eyes, and once she saw you, she instantly brightened up; and forgot the predicament of danger they were in the earlier encounter and squirmed out of Uraume's arm. Uraume sighed, eyes trained on the three enemies in front of them. They let Haruna down, who sprinted towards you.

"Now, let's get the actual killing started." With the child out of the way and you running away from the scene as soon as Haruna gets into your arms, Uraume body language transforms ruthlessly that the air was thick with killing intent. The men in front of them feel their fighting spirits dwindling.

If you thought you were safe from all eyes, you didn't escape Majima's grasp. He thought it was a figment of his imagination, but seeing you here brought nothing but joy to his face. 'I don't even need to find the birdy, and here she flew.' Majima looks at Sukuna, who was preoccupied with beating a guy to death with brass knuckles, so he takes advantage and escapes into the shadows.

You took off a layer of warmth and put it on your sister, who was shivering down to her brittle bones. You make sure to wrap it around her nicely. Talking to her, she was happy to see you, but soon her expression did a 180 degree as she started crying. You felt a presence behind you, and then a gun was cocked as the muzzle was pointed directly at the back of your head.

Raising your hands in surrender, you felt your heart pounding loudly in your chest and adrenaline rushing through your veins. Before you could reach towards the culprit's hand and twist it to loosen their hold on the weapon, they were faster as they slammed the butt of the gun into the side of your temple. It knocked you onto the cold, snowy ground as the other three gang members were terrified, like your little sister, who was crying for you.

No one made a move; one wrong move would instantly result in death.

You wince in pain and let out a breathless gasp when you feel your world spin as something warm drips at the side of your head before it drips into the snow. It was blood.

"Turn around," they kicked your foot with theirs as they cocked the gun again. You slowly turned your body around and saw it was Majima, who smiled at you with a maniacal grin that could be Joker's brother. "There's the pretty bitch," he kicks your foot again, "get up. We got a show to go back to." The gun was close enough to your face.

You comply with Majima.

You: "Just don't hurt them."

Majima: "Oh, I wouldn't even dream of it."

With you walking ahead in front of Majima, you turned around to see the three gang members were consoling Haruna, but Majima, with a reminder, pointed your face away with the gun tip and pushed you with his cane to hurry up.

"Sukuna! If I were you, I would stop!" Majima bellow out. Sukuna was about to make an aphorism but seeing you in front of Majima; blood dripped on the side of your face as it stained your shirt. Even a gun was held behind your head.

Sukuna had just left you hours ago to see you here made his mood change within a tide. Outrage filled his very being; he should get mad at you for being here; he told you he would bring your sister back. Why won't you listen just for today? Sukuna's bloody fists grip the brass knuckles so hard that he could break the metals apart. "You're pathetic, Majima, using a woman for your benefit." Despite being angry, he can't help but worry about your safety.

"Oh, it's never pathetic when it comes to you," Majima then used his cane to push you forward, "walk." You were stiff for a few seconds before moving your feet. "That's it," before you could make it halfway, a bullet rang out in the air, and you felt a graze go across your outer left thigh as the bullet lodged itself to the snow ground a meter ahead. This made you cripple onto the floor immediately as you felt the pain; you muffled your cry as the cold air bites your wound. The bullet had torn your jean and skin apart. The injury shouldn't be nasty, you know, but the blood pooling around the area spread hastily.

"Majima!" Sukuna screamed; this caught the attention of everyone as they stopped what they were doing. Majima chuckles in delight seeing how Sukuna's face twists, seeing you in pain.

"It's so nice seeing you have such a reaction, Sukuna-san," another gun click sounded when he turned his attention back to you, "I didn't tell you to stop walking, girl, now get up and continue."

Sukuna could only watch, his hatred for Majima intensifying every second; he wanted to wring that mongrel's neck and televise it for every single person in Japan to see. His heart twists when he sees you shaking and starts walking again. Sukuna wants to move on his feet, but Majima's hawk eyes are enjoying this fruitful moment between two (almost) lovers struggling.

Another shot rang out in the air, and this time it grazed past your right arm; the bullet hit a hollow board. You let out a whimper of pain. Sukuna lurched forward for you; it's either the bullet me your demise or him. Instead, it was him if he reached you.

Everything went slow for Sukuna as Majima was about to pull the trigger this time at you. "(Name)!" Sukuna shouted for you, this time in fear with his blown wide as you sadly smiled at him before closing your eyes, accepting your fate.

BANG!

Sukuna went to grab you; he pulled you into his arms before looking at Majima, whose face grimaced with pain. You weren't the one that got shot. Majima howled in pain, dropping the gun in the snow; he looked back and saw it was one of those three little Sukuna's gang members who brought out their gun. They were shaking when holding the gun and shooting at Majima. With determination coursing through his blood, Sukuna pushes toward Majima at full speed; he leaves you alone and tackles a Majima who is too concerned with his injuries.

"I'll kill you!" Sukuna growls out; he raises a fist and punches Majima. "I'll kill you! I'll kill you! No one hurts her or anyone close to her!" Eyes wide like a beast, Sukuna continued with the blows until Majima could barely move.

You look back at Sukuna, who was endlessly lost in his thirst. You should be scared at the display he showed before you; why aren't you running away? Why aren't you scared? "S-Sukuna," whispering his name in pain, you groan out in discomfort. Sukuna stopped his rage and blinked away the hostility. He saw how you only looked at him, not with fear or animosity. It was in relief. But then why should you be scared when you're the one who brought yourself here in the first place?

"It's okay now." You say before falling to the ground in shock. Sukuna rushed to your side again; he tried to wake you up, but you wouldn't. He was beyond worried at this point.

Majima heard the commotion and let out breathy laughs and moans in physical pain while coughing out blood. He weakly rasps out, "You should've killed me. Why didn't you? You know he is coming for me if you don't do it."

Sukuna: "What are you saying?"

Majima: "Your Godfather, who else?"

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