Sit still.

The man said in his low yet commanding voice. You had come by to his tattoo shop to get your rib cage inked, but it hurts a little more than you thought it would. Your tattoo artist, Sukuna, wasn’t making it any better either. He had barely even started, yet he was acting very rude and dismissive of you. He didn’t want you to talk, move, or even breathe….yet you had already done all three of these things. His patience is running low, and he keeps glaring at you in disgust