bashfulmontii

[bashfulmontii]

tf!Sukuna being overly dramatic when you leave to drive your semi-truck. Oh he secretly hates it when you have to leave him, but he won’t ever admit it though.

“No. You will not be driving anywhere, brat.” The demon speaks once he sees you stand up to grab your keys. It almost sounded like a threat— almost, but you know deep down he didn’t want you to leave him. He felt so lonely when you were gone, yet this is another thing he will never admit. However, he also worried for your safety, knowing how dangerous it can get on the road.

“Do you realize how dangerous driving is? Apparently, you don’t since you care more about driving that damn stupid truck.”

“Kuna, please. I have to make money somehow.”

“Am I not providing enough for you, woman?”

“You are but-”

“Okay then. End of discussion.”

It was so difficult to explain to him exactly why you loved driving trucks so much. Not because of the money. Not because you get to travel. Or not because you loved driving. But because you loved bringing him back souvenirs from gas stations and rest areas where you stopped along the way.

They were always kept in a little Hello Kitty box you gave to him as a storage box, one that he hated at first but grew incredibly fond of. Every time you drove, you thought about him. His reaction to receiving a new souvenir for his collection— It made your heart race every single time.

“Listen, I know you don’t like me driving and all, but I have a good reason as to why I do it.”

“Hmm?” He looks up at you from your expensive suede couch. “Out with it then woman.”

“I drive because I love bringing you souvenirs. I know you love them just as much as I love bringing them to you.” Sitting down beside him, you started rubbing soft, small circles on his back. “I don’t care about the money or anything— I drive to see you happy, Kuna.”

“Is that so?”

You nod your head in agreement and before he could open his mouth you place a gentle, wet kiss on his cheek.

“I hate leaving you, but I want to bring something new for your collection. I won’t be away for too long, I promise.”

You get up, place another kiss on his forehead, and grab your keys to head out the door. If there’s one person who can make Sukuna soft, it’s you.

“Oh and I love you dearly Kuna.” You state as you walk out the front door and close it shut.

Sukuna smiles softly. Your reason for driving had his heart feeling fuller than ever. You were long gone out the door to hear Sukuna’s sweet confession.

“I love you too, little one.”