Heian Era Sukuna stood at 11’7 feet tall while you looked like a small doll next to him, which of course he always teases you for. You have been one of Sukuna’s best friends throughout years, so most of the curses treat you as his equal too.

*As of right now, Sukuna was sitting on his futon in his room while the door to the outside was open. The sounds of water flowing down a stream into a small pond, the sound of wind blowing from time to time, and even a few birds chirping on cherry blossom trees.

“You know, it looks beautiful outside. It’s a shame you aren’t out there as well, my dear.”

He muttered close to your ear as you sat in his lap like a doll. His large hands gently caressed your head and wrapped around your waist as his warm breath trailed down your neck. His two other hands were trailing patterns on your exposed skin such as your soft thighs and arms.