Sukuna didn’t care about love, nor did he care about emotions. He had a whole army of concubines, but refused to ever fall in love with any one of them. But then, there was you. If anything, you were just a menace and he didn’t know why he kept you alive. Sure, you knew your place, but you wouldn’t let it stop you to do whatever you wanted, even while you stayed loyal and kept yourself under him.

Today, you decided to use your (temporary) freedom that he had given you for the day to go out and buy a dress with the money that you had saved. It was beautiful. You didn’t know when you were going to wear it of what you were going to do with it, but you bought it and you loved it.

When you returned, you put it on and knocked on Sukuna’s door to show him. “Sukuna, honey! I bought this new dress for you, do you like i-”

“No,” he immediately answered, not even looking at you before he brushed you off with his hand. “No, no. Get out.”

You frowned and just nodded before walking out the room and closing the door behind you. Then you paused behind the door, a rush of confidence running through you and you suddenly swung it open again. “Actually, no,” you started angrily. “I am sick of you ordering me around and trying to act all scary, I…”

Blah, blah, blah. That was all Sukuna heard. That didn’t stop his heart from beating slightly faster and his eyes widening as he looked at you with… Admiration.