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sukuna x reader (a lil experiment)

CHAPTER 2 

So that’s how you ended up with your black high heeled boots and your go-to mini black dress, fishnets on full display. Nobara insisted on a sexy but not desperate look, whatever that meant.  

You had to admit, getting ready with the trio was way more chaotic than you anticipated, but it was still a lot of fun. Nobara with her music blasting through the apartment, Itadori tormenting Megumi to not wear the same t-shirt and his “going out pants” (they were really just plain jeans??) and you just trying to find your goddamn charger. 

It just felt like your first year of uni all over again and, despite not wanting to admit it, a sense of almost overwhelming nostalgia ran all over your body. Maybe you did need to loosen up a bit, you thought to yourself as you took in the sight of your best friends in your living room, laughing about something Yuuji said. 

In spite of feeling better about your little breakthrough, now that you were actually leaving your building, the anxiety you tried so hard to suppress for the last three hours started rising up your chest again. 

Shit, were you really doing this? What about never going out again? Where and when did your resolve become so fragile? 

“Hey, ‘you okay?” Megumi’s soft voice reached your ears, as his warm touch pulled you to the side 

You tried to hide your worries through a smile, but when Megumi’s grip on your wrist gently tightened, you had to mentally prepare yourself for the conversation you were about to have. 

Throughout your walk, you kept your gaze trained on your hands, as you explained how parties were sort of your coping mechanism back when your family wasn’t so full of problems as it was now. 

Long story short, you tried to fix people, determined to prove a point to your parents and your self-esteem practically vanished. That is, until recently: when you decided to start taking care of yourself and avoid the type of people you felt strangely attracted to. 

Megumi listened to your words like his life depended on it. This was one of those rare times you opened up, and he was not throwing that opportunity away. 

After what it seemed like years of waiting, you hear the boy’s voice and you braced yourself for a condescending lecture, or that look of disappointment people gave you when they found out you didn’t have a super traumatic backstory, like an anime character. 

“I think all those people you met were assholes, (name)” 

What?  

He sighs, running his hand through his disheveled hair, “No one in their right mind would consider you unworthy of their time. Besides, you were young, it’s okay to make mistakes. What’s not okay, though, is lie and lead on a girl just because you want to get laid” 

His tone softens in the way it always does for his friends, leaving you to wonder if he is even aware of that, “I’m sorry you had to go through that, (name), I really am, but you can’t hide in your comfort zone forever. There will be a day where you have to confront your demons and just tell them to fuck off. We will protect you until then, okay?” 

Gosh, that smile should be illegal.  

You felt your belly do a backflip, as your cheeks started to warm up. You finally looked up at him and you wish you hadn’t. The way his eyes held so much cherish made you feel like the most precious thing in the whole world. 

It made you feel things you were not supposed to feel. 

You finally averted your gaze to Nobara and Yuuji, who were now waiting for you to catch up on them. Looks like they finally found the place. 

You look at Megumi again, he still staring at you, “Thank you, Megumi, that really means a lot to me” More than you know, you wanted to say, but instead you side hugged him and flashed a smile. 

The prettiest smile the boy has ever seen. 

“What’s taking you so long? We’re going to miss happy hour!” You laughed lovingly at Nobara’s childish attitude. It was at times like these that you felt so grateful for your friends, they made you feel like, no matter what happened, everything was going to turn out okay. 

“All right, time to party~!” The golden retriever of the group slung his arms around yours and Nobara’s  shoulders. 

As some random music played in the background, his attention was suddenly stolen and very quickly focused on you again, a devilish smirk on his features. 

Uh-oh 

You didn’t like that look one bit, it was that look that got you 99.9% of your detentions back in middle school. 

“Whatever you’re thinking, stop it. It’s not going to happen.” Panic flooded your eyes when Yuuji started to pout. 

“(Name), you know I love you, right? You’re like, my best friend, you’re practically my sister” 

“Stop! I don’t want to hear your emotional manipulation. It’s not going to happen, Yuuji. Whatever it is, it’s a bad idea and I won’t be taking part in it” but you were already hand-in-hand with the only guy who could slaughter an entire room with a smile on his face, completely unbothered.  

Finally done resisting his infallible charm (and his superhuman strengh, what was up with this kid, anyway?), you followed his gaze, coming to terms with the situation you could have avoided if you just stayed in your godamned appartment. 

Besides a beautiful, blue eyed blonde girl, the “future girlfriend” Yuuji has been telling you about since forever, stood the guy of your (wet) dreams. AKA the biggest regret of your night and your probably soon to be 13th reason. Tall, tattoos, all muscular and manly, with bad news written all over him.  

“Hey, look who finally got here” Sukuna, Itadori’s older brother, said, giving you a once over that made your whole body shiver. 

What in the hell have you gotten yourself into? 

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sukuna x reader (a lil experiment)

CHAPTER 1 

“Will you stop being such a pussy and go out with us?” Nobara’s irritated voice boomed through your apartment.  It’s become a tradition by now, ever since your first year of college.  

For as long as you could remember, the short-haired girl and Itadori have tried to get you to go out with them on one of their crazy friday nights, as they called it. 

Your record of giving in remained a very obvious zero. Getting drunk with some random guy you met on that very night wasn’t your ideal type of fun. Not anymore, at least. 

With that said, you still didn’t know how long you would be able to maintain your perfect streak of “Hard pass, Noba. Too many essays that won’t write themselves and too many hours to work this weekend.”  

Yes, they could see right through your poor excuse, but you couldn’t afford to care. Ever since your grandparents died, you have tried to be the (financially) responsible person they always taught you to be, even if that meant more than a few sleepless nights on your end. You wanted to honor the values they basically engraved to you as a child, even more now that they are actually gone.  

As annoying as it was to have to be aware of your expenses as a little kid who only thought about toys and chocolate, you had to admit it made your life much easier to handle now.  

With never quite grasping the concept of saying no growing up, you turned out to be a very gullible person, therefore, you could only turn down your friends so much before you caved in. Plus, you loved them way too much to handle their puppy eyes. 

“Oh my God, do you ever have work to not do? Seriously, when was the last time you took a break and enjoyed it?” Itadori replied, earning a very enthusiastic nod from the girl next to him. You sometimes wonder how Megumi puts up with these two 24/7. Your patience barely lasted through for their antics in class. 

Ignoring the pink-haired boy, you continued your argument of trying to be a responsible, sensible adult. Which meant no skipping class, and/or work and absolutely. No. Going. Out. 

“(Name), you need to take a chill pill. We’re 20, not 40. This is the time where we can afford to make these mistakes. Do you really want to reach adulthood regretting not doing what you wanted, or some mistakes you made along the way of making yourself happy?” You cringe at the straight froward, no bullshit tone from Megumi.  

Since when was he here, anyway? Either way, that would be a very plausible argument, for anything other than the one apparently all of them wanted you to do. 

“Oh, come on! You don’t even like going out!” Your poor excuse of a distraction failed miserably, as the raven-haired male just gave you one of his pointed looks. 

“It’s not about going out, (name), it’s about you relaxing for a change” He deadpanned. 

The swell of anxiety building in your chest was all too familiar: things were escalating way too quickly and your excuses from the last two years were rapidly running out and being dismantled. 

Truth was, you were scared. You knew the types of people that went to those parties. In fact, you knew them a little too well. Which was exactly why you didn’t go out.  

It’s not like you didn’t trust your friends to be by your side, the one who you didn’t trust was yourself, your lack of self-control, and overall lack of boundaries when it came to sexy, beautiful, smart, dangerous, fuck boys who made you feel alive again for one night, only to never speak to you again in the morning.  

Desperation flooded your brain and rushed out of your mouth through your words, “Absolutely not. Nobara, you know how I feel about going out. You have got to stop with this-this.. nonsense already!”  

Regret didn’t hit quick enough.  

Of course you didn’t mean to be so harsh. Nobara, Yuji and Megumi cared about you a lot, they just wanted to spend time with you, which was why it hurt even more seeing the sadness swell in the pretty girl’s eyes. 

“Look, (name), it’s not like we want to force you or anything, but we barely hang out anymore” 

Your mouth opened to protest, wanting to tell her that you do, in fact, hang out several times on campus.  

The short-haired girl interrupted you first, “And no, (name), being with us on campus does not count as hanging out. Even on campus, you always have homework to do, classes to attend. It’s exhausting trying to keep up with your schedule. You don’t even make time for us anymore!” 

Nobara’s eyes were shining with unshed tears when Megumi stepped in again. 

“We like you, (name). A lot. But it always feels like you’re hiding something from us, or worse, don’t want to be with us anymore and don’t know how to break the news. We share even the most embarrassing details of our lives here. Because this is more than a group. It’s a family who doesn’t judge and will always have your back. So, forgive us if it’s hard to trust you when you can’t even explain why you refuse to go out with us.” Megumi took over Nobara’s speech. 

The guilt in your chest was almost as overwhelming as the anxiety of ruining your 'no’ streak. 

One night couldn’t hurt... right?