𝑯𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑶𝑽𝑬𝑹 || (Ryomen Sukuna × Reader)

Bigboy ~ Ch13

The bubble-popping sound of Yn computer sounded early the next morning, notifying her that her exams are near.

"Hey, Junmi," She said quickly glancing at her with a bright smile.

"Good morning, Peaches. Looks like you woke up tired today. Sleeping in?" Junmi sounded concerned as she checked YN's forehead, who was busy working on her laptop.

Glancing at the clock on her screen, YN saw that the time read 6:30. "Damn!" Throwing off the covers, she ran into her closet. "Junmi, can I talk to you after I get home tonight? I'm supposed to be in the lab in thirty minutes."

Mondays and Thursdays worked best for Utahime-sensei, her mentor and chemistry teacher for years, so she opted to make it to the lab those mornings for extra work on her science practical exams. Extra classes had started, too.

"Yeah, sure," Junmi said with a polite smile. Junmi was one of the maids at Yn's house, but she was her favorite one. In the beginning, Yn had declined to be called 'ma'am,' so they agreed that they would use her name. However, if Yn's parents found out, Junmi could lose her job, so they settled on Junmi calling her 'Peaches' affectionately. Junmi, an older woman who had never married, loved Yn as her own daughter.

Yn shimmied into some baggy jeans, slipped a long-sleeved, fitted violet tee over her head, and walked out of the closet.

"Am I looking good?" Yn asked, a bit rushed.

"Drop dead gorgeous, sweetheart," Junmi smiled warmly.

"Talk to you then. Have a great day, Peaches," Junmi said as she headed into the kitchen.

Grabbing a breakfast bar and a juice box, Yn left the house. The quick breakfast held her over during lab work, but by the first bell, hunger pangs started. Coupled with the fact that Utahime Sensai hadn't shown up or texted back this morning—something highly unusual as she never missed her classes—Yn's frustration grew. Another chemistry teacher had to take their class.

Feeling aggravated, Yn rushed down the hall to the cafeteria for a vending machine run before class. Her concentration was scattered. She had forgotten to run to the hardware store for supplies last night, so the research she wanted to accomplish that morning was minimal. After breaking a beaker and nearly burning her hand with the Bunsen burner, she had cleared out of the lab before causing any more accidents.

Her jaw ached from clenching her teeth all morning. Images of Sukuna breaking into her house—he had a key now, and could come and go as he pleased—flashed through her mind.

Rounding the corner, Yn immediately halted.

What? WHAT!

Utahime-sensai leaned against the yellow wall next to the cafeteria doors, while Sukuna leaned into her. His arm was posted to the wall above her head, and his head was dipped, bringing his lips within inches of hers. The white top Utahime wore rode up to reveal a sliver of skin as Sukuna's thumb caressed her softly while holding her hip.

He said something against her ears, and Utahime's chest rose and fell in deep breaths.

No.

Yn heart pounded, and heat rushed through her body. She watched Sukuna finally catch Utahime lips with his. He slowly pulled her body to him, and she wrapped her arms around his neck. Nausea rose in Yn throat, and Yn eyes burned Utahime looked like she was at a buffet, savoring all of the desserts one bite at a time.

That bitch!

Wait, what? Yn should be mad at Sukuna, if not more so than Utahime, then at least equally. Sukuna had pursued Yn, and she knew, with all certainty, that it was to hurt her. Why did Yn want Utahime off of Sukuna instead of Sukuna off of Utahime?