#❄❅❆ 𝑂𝓾𝒕𝔰𝑖𝖉𝖊 𝕠𝔣 ℳ𝔶 𝘒𝒾𝘯𝖌 // Crack

[frostbounddevotion]

❛ takes a vile creature to support the heinous king of curses. ❜ , megumi

❝It truly takes an impaired, fragile, feeble, sorry excuse for a Zenin to cry when his sister dies.❞ A malicious, icy stare pierces through Megumi's narrow eyes. ❝Unlike The One Who Left It All Behind, you are weak. Blessing you with Mahoraga was a waste, which is why it took the heinous king of curses to finally put it to good use.❞ A smug grin crawls over their delicate, petite lips. Perfectly white teeth show themselves, ending their smugness with a sense of satisfaction. ❝Watch your mouth,❞ Uraume warns in a firm, stern voice. A tone one would use to reprimand a child.

[frostbounddevotion]

I-T G-I-R-L. You know I am that girl...

The song continues to play in the background, but just loud enough for them to have a conversation at normal volume. Uraume's smile erases after the mention of Sukuna. Eyes and lips remain blank, holding back the distress this whole ordeal would cause if Sukuna were to find out. The only thing that would give away their concern was the tight grip Uraume places on the speakers.

"If Sukuna was to wreak havoc, I would gamble we would both lose. Unless, you are confident in protecting us both, with my assistance, of course. -But who says he must know about our -ahem- alliance."

Brows come upward together. "I see. You are confusing flattery with flirting. And if I was? What are you going to do about it? Add more zeros to my paycheck? Gladly, but let me inform you that only reinforces the behavior, not stifle it. As for your good side, I vote for your left." With perfect timing, the song fills in the silence.

Be mad at yourself, 'cause you ain't done shit

Talkin' all that shit is redundant

Cont. [x] // @frostbounddevotion

Confidence plays on full, glistening shell-pink lips in a self-satisfied smirk, the edges lifting up to well-defined cheeks. Maybe the best music to his ears isn’t the one that will be blasting from the speakers but the compliments directed at him. And here he thought they’d squabble over his mocking remark. His charm and looks, huh? If he’s able to arouse some type of admiration then he would use it gleefully.

“You flatter me. What would Sukuna feel if he knew of that, hm? Not that he has any feelings.” He extends his hands out, palms upward, and shrugs.

 “Y’know, for a second there it almost sounded like you were flirting with me to get on my good side.” Raising his index digit he playfully wiggles it with a curving trajectory at Uraume.

“That’s my jam! I’ll make sure to add a couple of zeros extra for that one on the paycheck.”