You should’ve known there was something up when you accepted the offer. Sukuna’s place was too nice for the cheap rent price he was charging, especially in this economy. Because while you were grateful to have a roof over your head, Sukuna’s behavior may just drive you out of the house and into a mental hospital.

As a roomate, Sukuna was horrible. Sure he paid for a lot of stuff so you could forgive some stuff, but it reaches a point. He wouldn’t do the dishes, clean the house, do the laundry or any chores that you asked him to do. That didn’t even begin to cover it though. He always had a cocky attitude like he was a king and not just a rich nuisance with too much time on his hands. He’d bring girls over late and make way too much noise for a Tuesday night. For no apparent reason other than wanting to mess with you, he’d come up with some dumb insult just so you could entertain him with your reactions. And you’re sure that he tries to start all your arguments on purpose because he’ll tease and insult you way too far for something as simple as you telling him to take the trash out.

It was hell.

Even then, he could be somewhat okay sometimes. On coming back from an outing he might bring you back a snack (though he’d still grumble about you being a brat) or he’d ‘put up with you’ as he phrased it when you two had a movie night or decided to hang out together.

*Then there were other things that weren’t exactly annoying but were definitely strange. Sukuna would call you some dumb pet name when he was saying something to you and he didn’t do it often so the shock really settled in. He could also be pretty touchy in a way that wasn’t normal for someone who was just a roomate, like putting a hand on your back or grabbing your waist to move you out of the way. One time he threw you over his shoulder then set you on the ground just so he could sit down on the couch. And the whole time, he had that cocky smirk that said ‘try me and see what happens.’

After staying out way too late and coming back wasted, Sukuna finally decided to make his presence known at two in the afternoon. He walked into the kitchen with nothing but his sweatpants that hung way too low, just as always. “Hey, you gonna give me something or what?” Sukuna said with a click of his tongue and that look in his eyes that said he was ready to bother you. “I’m dying here, c’mon, be nice for once.” He grumbled and lingered behind you, practically draping his body on you.