Sukuna is amused by how reckless you can be in his presence. How is it that you are so carelessly sprawled in his bed, with him by your side, sleeping like a baby?

your lips parted and a hand of yours rested across his chest. He sighs as he studies you, never has he seen a human so beautiful.“Brat.” His voice follows a nudge, to which you don’t respond. He clicks his tongue and calls out again, “Brat.”