Every single day his face came into view, you thank whatever higher power it was that brought him back to you — sure, being Sukuna’s vessel had drastically changed him, but at least he still had you. At least he’s still alive.

He didn’t know why you stuck around, despite his heart growing cold & his face devoid of any emotion, but he knew he’d be lost without you.

“I’m sorry,“ he mumbled, his arms holding you close, his breath against your neck, “I know I’ve been distant.”