Trust Issues [Twisted Wonderland Various x Yuji!Reader]

Chapter 21

(Y/n) touched his foot against the water, before yanking it back out. "It's so warm!" (Y/n) exclaimed as he stepped back, shaking his foot off from the water. "Why are you complaining? That felt nice," Sukuna grumbles, missing the warm water. "Well, do you want to trade places? The water feels like a boiling pot," (Y/n) said with crossed arms, the air brushing against his skin causing him to shiver. Sukuna did not waste the moment to take over and get into the water. Sukuna lets out a sigh of relief as the hot water relaxes against his muscles.

"You didn't even hesitate, I didn't know you liked saunas," (Y/n) huffed, a bit annoyed. Sukuna rolls his eyes. "I enjoy a lot of things you don't know about," Sukuna retorts as he leans against the sauna. "Well, then tell me what you do enjoy, it's kind of unfair that you practically know everything about me, yet I don't know much about you," (Y/n) argued, trying to get Sukuna to open up again.

(Y/n) feels Sukuna become hesitant. "Well...what do you want to know?" Sukuna asked (Y/n). "Uh... I don't know. Whatever you feel like telling me?" (Y/n) questioned, unsure. "I like anything that relaxes me, you have no idea how strained my muscles can get," Sukuna adds. "That's not specific at all," (Y/n) argued, sounding frustrated. Sukuna sighed and leaned into his hand. "Hmph, I don't like a lot of things but I do like the strongest alcohol there is," Sukuna said. Really there are a lot of things he does like, but he's not sure if (Y/n) can handle the conversation of Sukuna like eating human flesh.

"I guess that's a start, I think I read somewhere that drinking was customary. Didn't it get boring drinking the same thing each day?" (Y/n) asked curiously. Sukuna let out a humorless chuckle. "I guess at some point I kept drinking in hopes I could feel myself get taken away by the alcohol," Sukuna said, bitter. While he was a powerful curse, there are some things he wouldn't feel again like when he was human. There is a bright side and a downside.

"Damn... And I thought I was the depressed one," (Y/n) muttered, feeling bad for the curse. "Sorry, I don't know-" "Don't bother, I knew what I was giving up when I chose to become a powerful king," Sukuna hummed as he looked at his hands. "Well... You still have me?" (Y/n) said with a lopsided smile. Sukuna raised his brow but he couldn't help but chuckle. "Well yeah, there is you," Sukuna hummed.

"So what else do you like? That's less depressing," (Y/n) asked, switching up the subject. "Oh? Are you calling yourself depressing?" Sukuna asked, teasing him. "I am not– Wait, you like being around me? Ha! I knew it!" (Y/n) cackled, now teasing the curse. "Oh shut up," Sukuna said, now annoyed. (Y/n) couldn't help but keep laughing as he knew he was now on Sukuna's list of likes.

"So, what's one way to get on your good side? Like, let's say someone enters your area, what makes you not kill them?" (Y/n) asked curiously while waving his arms around. "Tch, that is questionable itself since every single living thing annoys the living hell out of me," Sukuna said with such honesty. He did think about what would make him spare someone. "Hm, if they're a strong opponent I would keep them alive just so I can have a proper battle," Sukuna said with a sadistic smile.

"Peachy... Oh, are you good at singing?" (Y/n) asked curiously, sounding quite excited all of a sudden. Sukuna looks taken aback by that question. "I wouldn't know, I hardly sing," Sukuna admits. Suddenly, (Y/n) took back over his body as he jumped to his feet. "Then you wouldn't mind me taking you to karaoke!" (Y/n) exclaimed as he climbed out of the pool. "No!" Sukuna yelled in their shared mind. He tried taking over to stop (Y/n), but the brat wouldn't let him.

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(Y/n) grinned from ear to ear as he held a mic up to his cheek. Bugging the curse with the object, he wanted Sukuna to start singing the lyrics to Let It Go. "Of all the songs you picked, you picked this!?" Sukuna asked with disbelief. "Yeah! Why? You chicken or something?" (Y/n) probed as he practically shoved the mic in Sukuna's face. Sukuna takes over (Y/n)'s arm, tempted to whack the mic against his face. But he doesn't and instead picks another song.