I woke up at a decent time, right around 7:37. I got dressed as normal, cleaned my face, brushed my teeth, basic hygiene.
5 hours till noon.
"Y/n! We heard about the victory yesterday. You all came home pretty late, most of you headed off to your separate rooms before even mentioning the good news!" The familiar voice of Kiria filled the room. Loud and filled with enthusiasm.
"Yea yesterday was a rough one even with our win. It's been while you know."
"Well almost everyone. You a Sukuna went up to your office with plates of food."
"Mmhm, we wrote up some reports discussed future plans." I gave her a smile, already wanting the conversation to be over.
"Is he planning the next move already? Just got a taste of war and already wants more. Men." She playfully rolled her eyes before directing her gaze back on me.
"How was your night out? We haven't talked in a bit."
"I met a guy. Nothing much."
"Well due tell." She eagerly sat next to me on the bed. Watching me intensely as I fixed my pillows.
"He was great. We didn't talk long before I ran off to dance with someone else. But we shared drinks and a few stories. You know typical stuff." Obviously I was talking about Sukuna. But she didn't need to know that.
Looking back it was nice. We talked and it wasn't just teasing or anything it was a genuine conversation. It gave me a slight wave of butterflies thinking about it. Definitely because that all led to events later in the night, nothing else.
'Just one time.'
"You must have really like him. You're zoning out just thinking about him. What did he look like?"
"Not zoning out, thinking of the details that's all. I did drink a bit my memory is fuzzy."
"You have to remember what he looks like. Even if it's just a little detail." She leaned closer waiting for my every little breath.
"Tall, muscular, handsome. Whatever you imagine he's 10x better. Pretty successful too."
Sukuna's head would grow to the size of the moon if he heard anything right about now. It was nice talking about him to someone, even if she had no clue it was him.
"Sounds like a catch! Yet you still came home with Sukuna."
Oh hell yeah I did.
"Not important. Breakfast?"
"Yea sure, I gotta get back to cleaning right after."
We talked some more, mostly about war. Just catching up on the past few days. Eating the first thing we found in the cabinets then heading our separate ways.
9:32am. Two and a half hours till noon. Plenty of time for some research.
•Sukuna's Pov•
I started my day late. It was 10:56, just about an hour till noon.
Jesus fuck that seems like a long time.
Despite enticing events later in the day I woke up incredibly grouchy. Or- was woken up. I was planning to sleep all day but someone knocked on my door asking if I wanted breakfast then quickly apologized for waking me.
Normally not a big deal would have just brushed it off. But today- today, I was in the middle of a good fucking dream.
Making me a little bit hot and bothered.
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To My Master I Obliged
FanfictionSukuna is the King of Curses, many know of his very loyal personal assistant. However she does all her work on the inside rather then adventuring out herself, due to a fairly recent incident that's labeled her powerless. They both over come many dif...