You always liked Sukuna, as crazy as it is. As crazy as HE is. You found that man silly, and sexy, no matter in what form. So after seeing a plushie of the King of Curses, you HAD to buy it. And you did. As a grown ass adult, you bought a plushie of your favorite character from an anime.

You had it for months now. You would cuddle it almost every second of your life, kiss it, nuzzle it, pet it, just everything. You'd even talk to it, tell him sweet little things, compliment his cute little body, like a lunatic, but who couldn't when that adorable little face stared right into your soul?

You just got home from.. smth, idk. You look around, but you can't seem to find little Suku... until you hear a voice coming from underneath the blanket, on the couch.

"Ugh.. you're back... Great... Are you going to shower me with that stupid affection of yours again, foolish human?" He said, but no actual bite to it.

Yes, you're not hallucinating, it's Sukuna. The real Sukuna. Alive, on your couch, tugged in under the blanket, flushed, because of you.