Jujutsu Kaisen Whatnot (one-shots)

Drinking with Sukuna

A/N : This is ~technically~ part 2 to the previous Sukuna POV. I know you guys have been asking for a second part for a while but I really couldn't think of a way to make it flow and be worth it until recently. Anywho, I'm listing to Drowning by A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie. Sorry it took so long, enjoy!

You huffed as you threw your tired body onto your bed. You sprawled all of your limbs out in a starfish position, burying your face into your pillow. That mission sucked your soul out of you. It was tiring, long, and utterly frustrated you to the point that you swore at Gojo to "fuck off and figure it out yourself, prick!" Which, was probably something you shouldn't have done, but anyone would curse him out if they were upset.

"What's up, bitch!" A smooth, deep voice yelled as your door was thrown open. You jumped up and stared at Sukuna with wide eyes.

"Oh, God, not you." You groaned as you buried your face into the pillow once more.

"I heard that you finally told that sorcerer prick to go fuck himself! I wish I was there for that." He snickered. That foreign sound was music to your ears. You hadn't heard him laugh often but you sure did love it when it actually happened.

"I actually told him to fuck off." You lifted your head to retort to the nosy bitch that was the king of curses... you just had to have a crush on him of all people-- er, curses.

"Wow, not as good but we can work on it." You felt his weight shift onto the edge of your bed.

"Get off." You sat up quickly and frowned at him.

"Come on, what did I do this time?" He asked lazily, sighing deeply.

"Absolutely not. I am not dealing with you today." You tried to shove him off, pushing with all your might.

"Is this because of your crush on me? Is that why you don't want to talk to me?" His words instantly made you jump away from him.

"Not everything is about you, you arrogant bastard. I just don't want to deal with any more bullshit today, that includes whatever you're scheming." You narrowed your eyes at him.

"I don't even have a scheme schemed today!" He threw his arms up in the air.

"Out." You pointed to the door with a straight face.

"Look, I just... Uhg, I sound so lame... You're not as... annoying as the other sorcerers here. I just wanted someone to have a drink with." He held up a bottle that you hadn't noticed before.

You wanted to drink with him because that meant spending time with your crush, but you also knew how he could be. He was annoying, and he got on your nerves, not to mention he liked to take his shirt off all the time... which wasn't something you were complaining about but merely an observation.

"Fine, just... we're not telling anybody that I was drinking with you." You crossed your arms as you huffed.

"Oh, somebody's shy all of a sudden? Should've said so before you ki--" You shoved your hand over his mouth, cutting off his sentence. Your face was so hot that you could've cooked an egg on it.

"Get off of me!" He bit your hand. You jumped up, pulling your hand away with a yelp.

"You're so annoying! That was one time and I was heavily intoxicated! Why didn't you stop me?" You asked, holding your hand with a pout.

"I didn't see it coming. Now open wide, we're not having a conversation like this today." He squeezed your cheeks and poured some alcohol into your mouth.

You nearly spit it out since you weren't expecting a sudden, forced shot but you quickly swallowed. Instantly the warmth burned the back of your throat and dripped all the way into your stomach. You sighed as some of your tension instantly disappeared.

"You feel less bitchy now?" He asked, expecting your answer right away.

"I hate you." You narrowed your eyes as you snatched the bottle from his hands. He opened his mouth but didn't protest.

"We both know you don't." He scoffed. You slowly looked at him, murder in your gaze.

"It's your turn, say ahh." You grabbed his face and tried to drown him in alcohol. He choked and spit some out onto the floor. At least he had the decency to not douse your bed.

"I'm going to murder you." His voice was scratchy as he spoke while glaring. You laughed.

"How cute, I was only repaying the favour." You shrugged innocently. He literally growled at you.

"Now, did you bring shot glasses or are we going to have to keep waterfalling from the bottle as though we're alcoholics?" You asked.

"I didn't bring shot glasses but we can do body shots." He tore off his shirt and winked at you. You covered your face since you were obviously flustered.

"Ha, I knew that would shut you up!" He laughed loudly.

"Stop... please stop... you said you weren't scheming today. I can't do this." Your voice broke. You really couldn't be able to deal with him after dealing with Gojo all morning. Not to mention you were still worried about what your consequence would be for simply leaving Gojo to clean up himself when it was your mission.

"Hey, (y/n)." Surprisingly, Sukuna's voice was soft and his tone was... caring? How odd. You looked up at him, your eyes watery but not full of tears.

"I..." He looked away, running his hand in his hair. "Look, I'm sorry. Let's just relax okay?"

"Okay." You nodded your head slowly.

"Just don't make that terrible crying face again, it was pathetic... you're too good for that." He handed you the bottle. You decided to say nothing of his kind words and smiled at him instead.

You were grateful that he wasn't going to be an ass to you for the rest of the day. You needed this well-deserved break with him. You two drank the entire bottle within the hour and had made your way well into bottle 6 shared between you two.

You fell asleep curled up in your bed before Sukuna did. As he looked down at you, he was unsure why he liked your company so much. The king of curses cared for someone like you? How could that be? You weren't as bad as he claimed you were, and in a way you understood him; he liked that. He smiled slightly before leaning down to place a soft kiss on your forehead before falling beside you on the bed. He too had fallen asleep.

When Gojo entered your room, he hadn't expected you to be in the same bed as Yuji, especially with so many empty bottles on the floor. He clicked his tongue in annoyance but stopped when he saw the small smile on your face. He had been working you so hard recently, he didn't even think about you needing a break. He sighed as he closed the door, opting to ignore the bottles and leave you to your day off. You would get a free pass this time.