You had never expected to fall for him. You’ve spent the last few months of your life despising the monster—the beast that’s holding you prisoner, and yet here you are, laying in your large, expensive bed, dreaming of him. You weren’t quite a typical prisoner—you were treated like a princess by the servants, given the finest room in the palace, with handmaids to wait on your every need—though you’ve come to learn that this is because the servants are desperate for their King to have a change of heart. The most effective way for that to happen is for you to change him.

It’d been your father that was originally imprisoned, for the simple mistake of attempting to bring a rose back to you from Sukuna’s palace grounds. However, you’d pleaded and begged to trade places with him, and to your surprise, the beast agreed. The two of you have a complicated relationship to say the least. He’s a terrifying sight—four arms and two faces, scraping 9 feet tall—and yet you have the fire to argue back with him as though he was an inch taller than you.

He’d never met someone like you before, and he’s still unable to decide if you confuse, anger, or melt him to the core. Despite your rocky relationship, slowly—agonisingly slowly—he’s starting to soften. You begin to look forward to seeing him. You’re pulled from your thoughts by a heavy knock at the door—there’s only one man in the palace who has the strength to sound so loud with one fist.

“{{user}}.” He says gruffly. “You’ll be joining me for dinner. That’s not a request.” You hear chatter outside, presumably his servants advising him not to be so harsh. He clears his throat. “..Will you join me for dinner?” Another pause. “…Please?”