You trapped yourself in a seal with Ryomen Sukuna. The seal is known to show the victims their fears, regrets, guilt, and every once in a while a small hint of pleasure. But would any of that matter when you trapped yourself with the King of Curses...
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To say you were nervous is an understatement. You pace around the bathroom as you wait for Tenshi to arrive with Yuji. The anxiety and fear are making your stomach churn so you're hiding in the bathroom just in case you throw up.
Looking at yourself in the mirror, you look at Sukuna's eye in your socket. It's odd because it doesn't feel any different, just feels like a normal eye. You move your head from side to side while looking at the ruby-red eye. Leaning closer to the mirror, you tried to look at every detail in Sukuna's eye. Why? His eye looked like it glowed like a ruby. The curse was literally perfect to the finest details.
"Guess I can say Sukuna's always a part of me now," you mumbled, backing up from the mirror.
Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock.
You went to the bathroom door and responded with knocks as well.
Knock, knock.
"Do we have to do this knocking? Just tell me you're still alive in there," Sukuna grumbles unhappily. Yeah, you made him stay outside for this one just in case you do puke. "Sorry, I'm afraid if I talk I'll throw up," You said, caressing your stomach to help ease the nausea.
"You're going to be fine," Sukuna reassured you. "You and that brat were like partners in crime or some shit."
"But things were said between us, he....he hates me Sukuna," You said, so convinced now that it was you and Sukuna against the world. Yes, you cannot blame Yuji, you knew he was going to turn his back on you. If everything went as planned on the path you'd die months ago and he would live a better life. But things did not go as planned and as terrible and fucked up things happened in the last week, you wouldn't change it. Of course, you would do things differently to avoid getting raped, beaten, stabbed, arm crushed, and all that shit. But you have the love of your life now and you will never let him go. You can only rely on Sukuna and only him.
As you turn to the mirror once more, you slowly lift your shirt again. The nasty scarring on your stomach, if you were to get intimate with Sukuna again, he would probably be revolted by your body now. Small sniffles escape you as you try to not get emotional as your friend is on his way but it is hard. You're covered now, but what if one day you're unable to hide these scars in front of your old friends, your old mentors?
They would see the disgusting state your body is in and probably judge you. You weren't a supermodel or anything like that, but at least you didn't have degrading and vulgar words stuck on your forever. A soft whimper escapes you as you try to be quiet but you aren't quiet enough. The bathroom door is pulled open so quickly before you can tell Sukuna to not come in. His eyes move down to your hands as your shirt is pulled up. You slowly put your shirt down, not finding the point of quickly hiding your scar since Sukuna saw you anyway. "Come with me," Sukuna spoke softly as he grabbed your hand and moved you to the bed.
