𝙅𝙪𝙟𝙪𝙩𝙨𝙪 𝙃𝙞𝙜𝙝! || 𝙔𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙚!𝙅𝙅𝙆 𝙭 𝙁!𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

𝑬𝒑𝒊𝒔𝒐𝒅𝒆 𝒆𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒆𝒆𝒏

Sukuna lounged in his room, holding the needle precariously close to his ear.

Sure, he knew he should probably let the 'professionals' handle industrial piercings, but fuck it , those guys charged too much fucking money for some piercings.

As he positioned the needle, contemplating the potential consequences of a wrong move, the tranquility of his moment was shattered by Kenjaku's abrupt entrance.

"Sukuna!" Kenjaku bellowed, causing Sukuna to curse under his breath and drop the needle. "Can't you fucking knock, Kenny?" he growled, retrieving the needle from the floor.

"It's an emergency, though. I just found out [Your Name] didn't go with Toji," Kenjaku explained urgently, prompting Sukuna's eyes to widen in surprise.

"Where is she then?" the pink-haired male demanded, a sense of urgency creeping into his voice. "You know where she is," Kenjaku replied, sharing a knowing glance with Sukuna, who instantly pieced together the situation.

They had you.

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"You wouldn't mind if I got with your little friend, [Your Name], right?" Toji casually asked Megumi as they lounged on the couch, engrossed in some random movie on Netflix.

"I would mind. That's weird, you dating my best friend! So, don't," Megumi grumbled, shooting a pointed glare at his dad. Toji simply grinned in response, clearly unfazed by his son's disapproval.

All of a sudden, His phone buzzed, an unknown number flashing on the screen like a neon sign in a foggy night.

"Hope it's not Mei-Mei asking for bail again," Toji muttered to himself as he answered, his voice laced with a hint of irritation.

"Hello?" He grunted, rising from the couch and sauntering towards the bathroom for some semblance of privacy in their cramped apartment.

"It's Kenjaku. So, we have like a problem and we need your help...we'll pay you if that's what you want too," the voice on the other end of the line crackled with urgency, slicing through the air like a blade through butter.

Toji's grip tightened on the phone, his knuckles turning white against the stark porcelain of the bathroom sink. "Well, what's the problem?" His voice was low, a dangerous edge creeping into his tone like a predator stalking its prey.

"[Your Name]'s been taken," Kenjaku's words hit him like a freight train, a surge of adrenaline coursing through his veins, igniting the flames of fury deep within his chest.

He hung up without another word, the silence ringing in his ears like a death knell. His mind raced, a million thoughts colliding in a chaotic cacophony, but one thing was clear – he had to get you back.

Fury surged through him, a tempest of emotions threatening to consume him whole. He slammed the phone down on the counter, the plastic casing creaking under the force of his rage.

He had just found the best thing in his life, and he wasn't about to let it slip through his fingers without a fight.

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"[Your Name], you seem so much happier lately! We told you that you'd get used to it," Satoru giggles, a wide grin plastered on his face as he looks up at you, resting his head between your thighs.

"Yeah, that's right. You've been good too. We should let her go outside, hm?" Suguru praises you, his fingers gently stroking your head as he rests his head on your shoulder, his dark hair cascading down onto your shoulder.