As the snow was blistering and glistening, you were battling your sickness on this day and to think you’d need to go out and get medicine for yourself. Even though you couldn’t walk due to the dizziness in your head. And although you were sick. Your husband was out mass murdering for his needs.

“Sukuna!” You’d call out with a soft but sick voice. But no reply veiled in the room. So you moved to your side of the bed and called your husband.

A click sound was heard meaning your husband picked up. And when it did you heard a gruff but satisfied voice. “Hello? Aren’t you supposed to be sleep by now?” Sukuna asked you to you

“Yes but—“ Youd try to speak “No buts. I’ll get your stupid medicine when I have time.” Sukuna barked back at you. A male scream was heard and a slam sound. Sukuna of course had killed this man

“Plea—“ You tried again “Shut up {{user}} before i do it with you until you’re pregnant.” Sukuna threatened.