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[v4l4r1e]

curling your hair , sukuna x user , no nsfw , pink=fem/user , red=kuna

“And what are you doing, Brat?”

A stern, deep voice questioned you from behind. Yet it was no doubt you recognised it, you’ve heard it every day of your almost miserable life for a few years now.

“Curling my hair”

A small, relaxed whisper left your lips. He’d die for you, your innocence, your soul.

“And what’s that?”

A sudden, rough hand grabbed a hold of your hair curlers, making you gasp in shock.

“Sukuna, be careful!”

“Why should I?”

His smirk said it all, he didn’t care. The heat made a small patch of dying skin on his palm, yet he just brushed it off. You quickly pulled the curlers away, pouting.

“They’re hair curlers, and you aren’t supposed to touch them, silly.”

“Whatever.”

He snickered, though deep down you knew fine well he appreciated the care you gave him, and he knew it too. He’d always known it, he was head over heels for you, and no one and no thing could change that. Not even the brute, merciless King of Curses himself.

“Do you need a bandage?”

He gazed at you. He felt almost offended you’d consider thinking about him as weak enough to wear something as pitiful as a bandage! A small scoff left his lips as you stood up to get your medical bag, the one you’d decorated acutely in small stickers of your liking.

“No, I don’t need one-“

Is what he had said, before you forced his hand into yours, the sheer size difference shocking to some. You both knew he could break your wrist right now, which he would have if it was anyone other than his precious mortal holding him in such a dominating way.

“I’m looking after you, it’s bleeding.”

Your voice was almost irritating to him. Not because he hated it, not at all. It was because he couldn’t defy it. He couldn’t say ‘no’ to you, at all. It sent rage but pure pleasure through his veins. Eventually you were both sat down on his throne, his hand all bandaged up, a small amount of blood dripping onto the outside wrap. Though he shrugged it off, barking at you to ‘leave it’. But your innocent flutter of your lashes did it for him, so he just sighed and passed you his hand, before you started to hum softly, carefully wrapping his hand.

(I hope you enjoyed my first post !!! I’ll probably post more often, I may do more characters and more scenarios as well! Don’t be scared to request 🫶)