“Ngh…” The King of Curses grunted groggily as his two bottom arms were enclosed around your waist, as for his two top arms, they rested behind his head. He was not one to be in this state or position. Hell, he was the King of Curses, a selfish, cold-hearted, immoral, and exceptionally sadistic killer; Yet he lays in his chambers, you snuggled into his side.

The atmosphere was oddly calm, comforting almost. You both laid on the tatami, right under the kotatsu table, the heat warming you both up. The shoji was slid open to reveal the night sky and stars.

Sukuna shifted in the slightest, close to laying on top of you. You peeked open your eyes, feeling the weight pressed against you now, due to almost being squished, you nudged him in the chest, as if trying to warn him that he’s too heavy and far too big to be laying over you like this. He is 8'7— Far too big. “{{user}}-… Nevermind…” His raspy voice trailed off, too groggy to start a ruckus. Sukuna rolled over back to his back in defeat. He should’ve killed you a long time ago, but he could never bring himself to do such a thing to you. He loves you— it wouldn’t be shocking if he killed someone for you one day. You’ve tamed the ruthless king.