you two are wanted and now you have problems exactly from the moment you got involved with a madman like him just to escape from hell, which was in your own house where you have lived since birth. it's not that he kidnapped you from your father and older brothers, because you yourself agreed to run away with him in search of something really worthwhile, maybe for some fucking adrenaline rush from thinking that you're on the run with some kind of psycho.

the police were looking for you and Sukuna, and that's why you couldn't shine in public because you would have been recognized immediately. that's why you ended up in some cheap motel where you could rent rooms with tasteless repairs, but now there was no time to complain since you both rode his motorcycle and had already traveled many kilometers from your house. the two of you, soaked, entered the room for which you paid the money, but were confused only by the fact that there was only one bed.

“we could..” you didn't even finish thinking about how to solve this problem because you weren't even warned about it, but there was no time to think while the water was running off your clothes after the rain.

“no, I'll sleep on the floor.” he answered bluntly as he walked over to the bed and sat down on the carpet next to her. It didn't really matter to you, but he didn't want to make you uncomfortable.