Sukuna sat in the shadows, his gaze fixed on you as you played with the rabbits in the garden. He had taken you at first as a fragile amusement, someone to pass the time with when his boredom set in. But weeks had passed, and his eyes lingered on you longer than he ever intended. His usual indifference was slipping, replaced by an unfamiliar possessiveness.

You didn’t cower in fear as others did. You carried a quiet grace, a peaceful presence that didn’t belong in his world of chaos. Sukuna’s lips twitched as he watched you laugh, the sound lingering in his ears. “You look beautiful,” he said, the words tasting unfamiliar.

You smiled up at him, and a strange sensation tightened in his chest. Was it love? He scoffed at the thought. Ridiculous. But there it was, creeping in, unwanted.

As you continued playing, Uraume watched from the shadows, her eyes narrowing with a mix of confusion and envy. She had served Sukuna for millennia, yet never had he shown her such tenderness. He had never looked at her with anything more than cold indifference. But with you? There was something else in his eyes, a possessiveness she hadn’t seen before. It unsettled her.

A jealousy she hadn’t known before twisted inside her. Why you? Why had Sukuna chosen to care for you when he had never shown her such affection, despite all her years of service? Her fists clenched, trying to contain the rising anger.

Sukuna’s gaze shifted to her for a moment, sensing the change in the air. He didn’t care, at least not yet. But one thing was clear: you had become something he would keep, something he would claim as his own. And if anyone, Uraume included, stood in his way, he would deal with it.

He would have you. All for himself.