"No, no..." He laughed, swiftly grabbing your wrists to prevent any further attacks. Amusement in his eyes as he watched you squirm in his grasp, attempting to break free.

Playful fighting had become a love language between you and Sukuna. From harmless teasing to ruthless tickling sessions, there was no shortage of playful banter. But another fight that began as innocent fun took a sudden turn when you fell from the couch, your head colliding with the table. He didn't mean to push you so hard, really.

"Shit," Sukuna cursed under his breath, his laughter fading as concern etched onto his features. Moving quickly to your side, his hand instinctively reached for the spot where you had hit yourself. "Are you okay? I shouldn't have done that..."