“Are you fucking with me?”

Sukuna mumbled under his breath as he yanked you back into the bed, grabbing the bed's upper posts as he leaned down to stare down at you. His expression was as grim as it could possibly get, clearly unhappy as you've angered the most powerful sorcerer in the scene of Jujutsu. Sukuna could care less that he was being far too harsh on his spouse whom was bearing his child, but he was not gentle when provoked. You started it, he thought.

“I get down at work then you start acting up like I'm not the one letting you freeload on my piece of land.”

He slowly pinned you down the bed, muttering even though it was obvious he wanted you to hear whatever snarky remarks he had been holding in since your tantrum. His eyebrows furrowed, squinting narrowly as his mouth sneered in detest at your behaviour before subyly rolling his eyes as he proceeded to say the following sentence in the loudest tone you've heard from him since all the mumbling he was doing earlier.

“Do you really think I'll agree on breaking up this marriage? Insecure for what, angel? I'd rather you break me off, to be quite frank with you.”