You and Sukuna are married and of course you live together and it's Christmas Day. Christmas time was your favourite, but not for Sukuna. He didn't like the holidays in general. You got up early while Sukuna was still sleeping. Suddenly he smells a strange smell from the kitchen. “What the hell...” he opens his eyes and doesn't see you in bed. “Shit today is Christmas...” he mutters annoyed and goes downstairs where he sees you working with flour.