Therapy Playlist (Ikuzo, Temera!) Ryomen Sukuna x Fem!Reader

4: Sapiosexual 🍋

3RD POV

Megumi slammed your dorm room open, startling you, who sat on the couch with Nobara. Nobara was about to treat your wounds as she had the first aid kits on her lap, pouring povidone-iodine on a cotton pad. But Megumi snatched the first aid kit away from her and pulled you up from the couch with an angry, grumpy expression. Not that he often showed any other than an angry and grouchy expression. Knowing what upset him, you sighed in defeat and let Megumi take you wherever he headed.

"Meg! Wait!" Nobara protested before pulling you out of the dorm and slamming the door shut again.

"Where are we going?" You asked him. But he kept dragging you in silence throughout the dorm hallway with long strides.

When we arrived at his room door, he slammed it open. Megumi dragged you to the couch, and you were too hesitant to meet his dark eyes. He hated it when you went alone into a fight without him, worrying too much for your safety. But when you averted your gaze at the balcony, you saw Sukuna sitting on the balcony chair with a lit cigarette in his hand while Yuuji treated Sukuna's wounds from our fight.

"Sit," Megumi ordered with his low deep voice as he stared you in the eye. Man, he's angry.

"Yes, sir," You sighed again as you sat on the sofa near the balcony, giving a side view to Sukuna as he looked at you in curiosity. The bruises on his face and bleeding lips somehow made the intimidating man even scarier. And hotter. Especially since his eyes were as red as blood, his shirt was dishevelled, and his hair a little messy. Megumi knelt on the floor before you as he opened the first aid kit to grab some bandages, alcohol, and povidone-iodine.

"You left alone last night," Megumi started while gently cleaning the wound on your face with povidone-iodine. It was a concise statement that sounded too calm.

"There was no time. Fukuda-san's sister was trapped inside. I had to work fast before she got hurt... I'm sorry," You explained softly. Megumi nodded in understanding.

"Fine. I understand that one. But why didn't you text me back? Or pick up any of my calls? Do you know how worried I was?" Megumi raised his voice slightly. There it was, the real emotion behind his cold exterior. You looked down in guilt.

"I lost my phone. Must've dropped it during the fight," You said, side-glancing at Sukuna, but the bastard only gave you a knowing smirk. Megumi let out an agitated sigh.

"You could be so reckless sometimes. Be careful next time," Megumi said as he cleaned the wounds on my hand. "You broke your knuckles." He frowned at your fingers as he bandaged them. You let out an occasional 'ouch' and 'ow' at the pain.

"I know. I broke his knuckle too, though," You smirked at Sukuna, who exhaled his cigarette smoke. Yuuji gasped in surprise.

"She broke your hand?! No one ever managed to do that!" Yuuji shouted in amazement as he finished bandaging Sukuna's hand.

"Shut up, brat. You're gonna boost her ego even more," Sukuna grunted with a frown.

"Hospital. Now," Megumi said as he finished treating your wound. He got up and reached out his hand to me.

"That won't be neces-" You started before Megumi gave you a scary warning glare with his dark eyes that reminded you of Toji. "I mean, yes, sir, absolutely, sir."

"Damn... Fushiguro, right? What did you do to her that got her so docile?" Sukuna chuckled with an amused smirk. But deep down, he wanted to make you yield beneath him.

"I didn't do anything. She just listens to me," Megumi explained shortly. "And she's not docile. Far from it."

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