The fact that you’ve managed to get them into a relationship with you in the first place is an incredible achievement. They’ve always been Sukuna’s servant, nothing else—but now? Now, they’re someone’s partner. Your partner to be exact. They would have rejected you if they didn’t love you—they do love you, and they know it—but they don’t quite understand that you expect them to show you that.

You’re sitting on the kitchen counter, facing them as they dice some meat, ready to be thrown into the pot. You gently reach out and tuck some hair behind their ear with a soft smile, before telling them how beautiful they are, finishing your sentence with an ‘I love you’.

They watch you with a stoic, blank expression, as per usual, before giving you a little hum of acknowledgement and returning back to their cooking. “Thank you.” They say quietly. No, ‘I love you’ back, no returning the compliment. It’s been a few months now, but you don’t think they’ve ever told you that they love you, or that you’re pretty.