ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪꜰᴇ ᴏꜰ ꜱᴜᴋᴜɴᴀ!

7

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(y/n) mumbles incoherently under her breath as she tries to shift in her single twin size bed but is unable to after feeling restricted..?..she is slowly becoming aware of another presence in the room with her...more specifically, in her bed....behind her...

(e/c) hues snap open; wide and alert. she gasps, looking down to see an arm around her waist, holding her tightly and securely. she glances over her shoulder, trying to see who the person is but unable to. she shifts in their hold, turning around and coming face-to-face with...itadori??

"...yuji...?" she whispers in shock, darting her eyes all over his sleeping face. how did he get in her room? why was he in the same bed as her?? she reaches her hand out, lightly shoving his shoulder to wake him up, "yuji..!..yuji, wake up!!" the more the calls out to him, the more her voice raises in frustration. wake up bish—!!

(y/n) then stops when she felt itadori shuffle against her and his eyes moving behind his lids before they slowly open, revealing confused brown ones, "...(y/n)..?" he sleepily asks before they shot open like a rocket, "(Y/N)!!??? WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY ROOM AND IN MY BED??" he exclaims, his voice causing her ears to go deaf.

(y/n)'s brow twitched as she eyes him suspiciously, "what do you mean your room and bed?? gojo brought me here last night! this is the spare dorm room! i should be asking how you got in here!?"

itadori stammers for his words when he realized his arm was around (y/n)'s waist. He quickly pulls back, shuffling to the foot of the bed as he runs a frantic hand through his messy pink locks. He is trying to recall how he even got in here...and slowly the memories came back. That's right!!

it was sukuna!! that slimy bastard! he took over itadori's body and made his way into (y/n)'s room where he saw the (h/c)-ette in slumber, a distraught look on her face. the king of curses used the back of his hand to caress her cheek, the action soothing the furrow in her brows. he totally does not look like a creep standing by her bedside and giving stalker-ish vibes...

itadori then recalls how sukuna was staring at (y/n) as a flood of emotions enveloped through his body before the king of curses climbed in bed with her, pressing his chest (well, itadori's body) against her back and tossing a possessive yet protective arm around her waist. He inhales her scent, before sukuna lost his control to the pinkette.

itadori also recalls that he was dazed during when he got his conscious back, his body full of sleep, so he didn't think to actually check where he was before dropping back to sleep once again. He sweat-drops, so essentially, it was also partially his fault as well. oops....—

"well!?" (y/n) demands, crossing her arms and giving him a pointed look.

"a-ah..!...well...!" itadori cheekily laughs. (y/n) sighs, patting his fluffed up pink locks, "it's okay, just let me know next time when you want to sleep next to me, i'll put a futon on the ground." she huffs, making the pinkette sigh in relief when she was no longer mad at him.

(y/n) goes the showers, getting refreshed for the day. as she has her head under the water, eyes closed, she can't help but think so much has changed in just 24 hours. her life was flipped upside as she is now forced to discard her old lifestyle for a new one where she has to look over her shoulder constantly for any danger towards her. everything i've ever worked for in my life is now completely useless...—

even though gojo was said to protect her, she still feels unsafe due to the situation occurring. The fact she could die at any time or moment is frightening, and all because of what?..because she has this..weird connection to sukuna??

speaking of said male, she isn't sure what to think of him. The way he treated her during the park seems so genuine in her eyes that it is hard to believe this same sukuna was a murderer, sadist and evil, but all archives says the same thing about him, so what does she do? how does she behave around him?.

she gets out of the shower, grabbing her towel to wrap herself from the slight cold. she then grabs her clothes and gets ready.

(y/n) walks out of her room, freezing when she spots fushiguro, itadori and nobara together. her appearance caught the attention of the three teenagers, "hey.." she greets softly, looking at each of them, her hands clasped in front of her, "..what's going on?" she asks curiously.

itadori answers her, "ah, gojo-sensei is gonna help hone our skills in more. it's training, basically." he says, making her nod. the four of them go to grab some breakfast.

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in the deepest part of itadori's mind, sukuna sits on a throne with mountains of skulls piling underneath him. he rests his chin on his hand as his eyes were shut closed.

..it's been too long. I need to find a way to get close to (y/n) again...to make her remember, sukuna thinks seriously.

normally, he would not bother with something so trivial but this situation was not a matter easily discarded. In fact, he won't disregard it at all because he cannot continue his quest for power and absolute control knowing his wife does not remember him or their past.

the only people who know of sukuna's fondness and love for (y/n) was his most trusted and loyal servant; uraume. His brows furrow as flashes of the past replay in his mind. He can't count how many good memories he has had with the (h/c)-ette and which he cherishes like diamonds in a mine. they were priceless...—

>>>>>>>>>

...her smile...it was like the sun breaking through the clouds.

**Flashback:**

sukuna stands in a field of flowers, his arms wrapped possessively around a young woman with (h/c) tresses that shone under the rays of the harsh sun. her (e/c) hues held a glimmer that shone even more when she locked eyes with him; full of love and care, something he believed he was undeserving at times.

This field...is a special spot that only the two know of. When they need to get away from the harsh reality of life, this field is their safe haven.

(y/n) laughs softly as she tilts her head back to make eye contact with her husband, "you look so serious all the time, sukuna, why don't you smile more?" she asks with a huff, her lips showing the gentlest of smiles.

sukuna, in his true form, shocks her as a rare smile crosses his lips, "..for you." He tilts her head back to press a passionate kiss on her lips, his mouth savoring the taste of hers.

**End Flashback**

>>>>>>>>>>>

sukuna snaps his eyes open, reddish-pinkish hues shone with hatred and anger, his voice hoarse as he speaks, "i used to be...different...when i was with her. that was before...I...lost her." he grits out, jaw clenching painfully, his fists shaking as the sharp nails dug into his skin, but he did not care.

at the time when (y/n); his wife had died, he thought the gods were punishing him...and even now he believed so, until he saw her again in the modern day world, looking so alive and happy, her face bright as the galaxies.

he then realizes...the gods weren't punishing him...no, they gave him a second chance. a chance he will not take lightly nor waste. he lost his wife once before...but he won't make that mistake again.

but first...he has to get (y/n) to fall in love with him and then, he hopes she might recover her memories of her past life with him.

that's...the most important thing he could ever wish for in his blackened and evil heart.

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