Forbidden Love|Sukuna x Reader

What's Wrong with Nana?

When Sukuna finished his dinner, he got up and left, not bothering to wait for [Name] to finish eating.

What a gentleman. She thought while rolling her eyes and shoving the rest of the katsudon in her mouth.

After Sukuna left, it was like the maids were dolls and they came to life. Murmurs could be heard as they walked around the room, cleaning up.

"Wow, [Name]." A familiar voice had said coming up to [Name]. "Never knew you had the balls to confornt master like that. First you two were all flirty and shit about your new kimono--which looks gorgeous by the way--and then the next moment your snapping at him like a crab."

[Name] looked up to see the familiar auburn haired girl standing next to her.

"Thanks." [Name] said with a forced chuckle. She got up from her seat at the table and headed to the door, Nana following her like a lost puppy.

"I see you also ended up back in the house. I wonder why there's a tunnel under the estate anyways. Did you end up in the kitchen?"
[Name] stopped walking and turned to look at Nana.

"What are you talking about?" [Name] asked. "I ended up in Sukuna's office." And he found me.
Nana gave [Name] a confused look.

"Well, I ended up in the kitchen. The worst part was that Uraume was cooking so she spotted me, and it was two weeks in the cellar for me." Nana said with a little giggle.

"Uh, okay." [Name] shook her head a little, before she continued to walk away. Nana, of course, followed next to her.

"So, where are you going?" Nana asked after a few seconds of silent.

"My room." [Name] mumbled, walking the usual direction she took to get to her room. Nana didn't say anything, and followed the girl.

But when they arrive to her room, [Name] noticed the amount of maids walking in and out of the room.

"Uh, what's happening?" She asked, walking into the room.
The bed that was in the middle of the room, gone. Her dresser, gone. "And where is my stuff..?"

One of the maids who looked like she was moving random stuff into the room, looked at [Name] and said, "It's no longer your room. Master wants it to be a storage room."

[Name] wasn't even surprised at this point. Everytime I get used to something, he always takes it away from me. She thought while crossing her arms.

"Okay, so do you have any idea where my things are? Or where I'm supposed to be sleeping. Since, you know, my room is now a storage area."
At this point, she couldn't even hide the anger and annoyance in her voice.

The maids looked at one another and then back to [Name] before shrugging their shoulders. [Name] looked over to Nana who was looking at the wall.
She rolled her eyes and sighed, knowing that she probably won't know either (or does she?), [Name] turned around and walked out of the now 'storage closet', or whatever. 

"So, what are you going to do now?" Nana asked, as [Name] sat slumply on the stairs.

"Nothing, I suppose. What else am I going to do?" She had taken defeat. Her room was gone, (probably from the way she acted at dinner), and the master was pissed at her. There's nothing she can do.
"I'm just going to wait until curfew. There's only-" [Name] looked up at the clock on the wall, "an hour left anyways. I'll just wait until then."

She place her head into the palm of her hand and sighed.

Nana looked at the girl, and then looked away, like she wanted to say something but was unsure what to say. Or how to say it. She just felt--awkward to say the least. Like, there's some weird energy around her and [Name].
But [Name] could sense it. She could sense the awkwardness, she just chose not to say anything. Like--a test. To see if what Shibuki said was true or not. She just had to figure out what to 'test' her on or about.