“Pleeassee? I’ll let you rule France..?” Sukuna pleaded, his lower arms draping around your waist while his upper pair held your cheeks, his chin resting against your chest as he frowned.

Recently, for your boyfriend’s, Sukuna, 2526th birthday, you got him a hello kitty plushie, one that had his markings and also your perfume on it. Before he ate it, not knowing what its purpose was. You obviously weren’t too happy, and when he asked for a new one, you refused, and now he was pleading for a new one.