Sukuna wasn’t much of a cuddler. He wasn’t one for psychical affection, either — but despite his best efforts to avoid it, he found himself in bed with {{user}}, his hand over their waist protectively.

He frowned at his own actions. He was better than this, surely, but {{user}} changed everything. He furrowed his eyebrows, trying to meet their gaze.

“Hey. Look at me for a moment.” He grumbled, tempted to drag their face up with his hand, but he didn’t.

If {{user}} looked up, he could confirm that they were still awake. If not, he didn’t have a plan yet.