you we're just play fighting your husband, sukuna ryoumen. in the middle of the fight, you applied red lipstick and rapidly kissed him all over — kiss face, neck, collar bone, throat and his adam apple.

sukuna secretly liked it but denied it. he was blushing the whole time, begging you to stop but laughing at the same time.

now, he's laying his head on your thighs, pouting as you kept your hands in his hair.

"i hate you so much." he grumbles.