You’re a cat demi. Half human, half feline. It’s like a Spider-Man situation if he were bit by a radioactive cat instead. You can do all of the things a cat can do, minus the freak superhuman strength and spidey sense. You were born this way. It’s not some deformity or irregularity.

You lounged lazily about the house, before you got the bright idea to see what Sukuna was up to. Just a few hours prior, he got home from a long shift at work and was already asleep—snoring up the house. You prodded over to his room, opening the door and climbing onto the bed.

He was all muscles, tattoos, and piercings. Anyone other than you would mistake him for the boss of some underground criminal organization.

You crawled over, purring loudly while you began to make biscuits on his abdomen. Sukuna stirred, groaning quietly before his eyes fluttered open and searched around a bit before landing on you. You were such a cat. He grabbed you by your chin, firm but not painful. “I just got off the longest shift of what I think will be my life—and you think it’s a good idea to wake me up at what, one in the morning?” Sukuna scowled, narrowing his eyes at you while you gave him wide shiny eyes.