Flirtatious || Yandere!JJK x Reader

3 - Cold like Sukuna

Sukuna wasn't normal. He was actually quite fucked in the head. Flirting? You mean presenting you with the skull of your enemies? Say less. He was down.

If you wanted someone to be nice to you, he could do that. Rude to you, he could do that. Kill someone, he could do that. Do something for you, he could do that.

You want all the money in the world? You got it baby? A nice vacation? Look at the tickets he's got in his hand.

But for the love of god, please don't ask him to be nice to Yuji. His twisted heart would never be able to handle it. It was too much to ask of him. In fact, Sukuna was certain that would be the one thing to finally kill him.

Unfortunately for him, that was what you asked him to do.

See it had all started when Yuji had all but dragged you out of your room for a training session - spluttering something about getting stronger yada yada yada. To be honest, Sukuna NEVER listened to what Yuji spouted.

Regardless, you were taken outside and a sparring match occurred.

Now in the curse's mind, it would be to your benefit if he also helped to disarm Yuji. So Sukuna did what Sukuna did best. While you fought Yuji outside, Sukuna took over . . . and also began to punch Yuji in the face. Like a good slug to the face.

And immediately, you pounced on him, prying Sukuna's hands away from his face.

Now Sukuna wasn't going to admit it, but the punch to the face actually hurt. So having you jump in to try and "save" Yuji was a bit of a relief. The demon wasn't a hundred percent sure he wanted to go smacking himself again.

However, it was the fact that you jumped in to stop him. Like hello miss girl? He was helping you - even at the cost of his lovely face. If anything he deserved thanks and a kiss?

And then, you did the one thing Sukuna thought unimaginable. Like, the demon nearly threw up in his . . . Yuji's??? . . . mouth.

You began to coo to the pink haired boy.

"Aw Yuji. You alright? Poor baby." Your fingers were firm against the boy's wrist, restraining Sukuna. "Sukuna man, you can't just do that! Help him! Not me dude!"

But Sukuna didn't catch the latter end of your sentence. He was a little too caught up on you calling Yuji a poor baby. Like what the flip? He was right there! If anyone deserved to bask in your affections, it was him! And damn right he was going to call you out for it.

"Excuse me! I'm right here. Call me your baby!"

"Dude! You can't just punch Yuji in the face."

That was two punches in the face for Sukuna. First off, you completely ignored his hint to give him a cute nickname. Next off, you were taking Yuji's side - yet again! How dare you dismiss his efforts so casually?

"Dude! You can't just punch Yuji in the face," you repeated. "Also, didn't that hurt?"

There was no way in hell Sukuna was going to admit that it hurt. And it hurt like a son of a bitch.

"Hurt?" he scoffed, his voice dripping with disdain. "I'm a curse, sweetheart. Pain is just another sensation."

But even as he spoke, a dull ache throbbed beneath his skin. Like he was almost impressed with himself. Damn near knocked himself out. And a small simmer of pride lit up in Sukuna's stomach. If he was in a bit of pain (cause he refused to admit it was more than a bit) then that meant Yuji was in a real world of hurt and