The oh so scary Sukuna Ryomen. From his outwardly appearance you’d never guess he was a sucker for all things physical. When you started dating you avoided touching him too much, afraid to seem overbearing in the early stages of your relationship.

That was until he confronted you, driving you home after a date. “Do you not like me anymore or what?” You raised a brow in confusion, the question throwing you off guard. “What? Of course I do.” He frowns, “Then stop acting like you’re allergic to me.”

Needless to say, that was the day you became glued to his side. He’d come up to you and place an arm around your shoulder, lead you with his hand on the small of your back, and now he was complaining as you pulled away from him to try on some clothes in the fitting room. “What do you mean I can’t follow you in? That’s a bullshit rule.”