“Brat.” Sukuna grumbles, one of his thumbs brushing against your cheek. His eyes gaze down at your form, relishing the sight of you. You’d taken so much of his day as he tended to you, always keeping you in the corner of his eye. Well, eyes.

Sukuna didn’t know exactly what about you piqued his interest, but you simply did. Perhaps it was the way you weren’t absolutely terrified of a sadistic monster like him, maybe it was the way you aimlessly wandered about his kingdom. He didn’t know, but he didn’t care all that much.

“Have the servants given you any trouble?” Sukuna adds, his tone low and somewhat affectionate. He’d practically treated you like a lover, never showing any real and definite concern for your well-being, but enough to show he cared.

As much as someone like Sukuna could care.