𝐉𝐔𝐉𝐔𝐓𝐒𝐔 𝐊𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐍!!
"oh my god! i think my reflection just talked."
"that's not a mirror, yuuji..."
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in which sukuna stumbles upon his carbon copy on the first day of high school.
OR
in which your son feels different... and s...
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YOU PARKED THE CAR NEAR THE SCHOOL'S GYMNASIUM, making the rooster in choso's arms wiggle around in excitement.
"i'll cook you when we get home." you glared at it, and somehow, the rooster got the message and stopped moving.
"awn, but sweetie! choso loves the rooster!" your dad whined from the backseat, and your eldest son nodded shyly at his words.
"it seems to me that you like it more than choso does..." your mom rolled her eyes, making you snort.
sukuna was in the middle seat, his body squished comfortably by his grandparents. he cracked his joints before leaning forward to pet the rooster.
peeking to see whether there was any school staff near the car or not, your mom hid sukuna's ferrets under her shawl.
"okay, everything is in place." she said as she put on her sunglasses. "sorry, boy." your dad squeezed sukuna's shoulder, "i don't think that we can bring the rooster with us since it won't fit under your nana's shawl. you better say bye to him now."
"don't be dramatic, grandpa. it's not like i'm dying." he shrugged, unbothered.
getting out of the car, sukuna walked quickly towards the gym, leaving you behind. you were about to catch up to him, but your father held you back.
"let him go, sweetie. he's a teenage boy. he's probably embarrassed that his relatives are dropping him off—"
suddenly, a distant voice gained your attention.
"MOOOOM? NANA? WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING? YOU ALL BETTER HURRY UP." he yelled from the other side of the parking lot, attracting attention to himself.
"this brat..." your eyebrow twitched in annoyance. "IS THAT HOW YOU TALK TO YOUR MOTHER? WAIT 'TIL I GET MY HANDS ON YOU." you stomped towards the boy, making him panic from afar.
"guess he wasn't embarrassed at all." your mom snickered, bumping her hip against the old man's sulking figure.
"he's so unpredictable..."
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✞ 𝐃𝐎𝐔𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐁𝐋𝐄 ✞
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"man, those private schools don't mess around." you mumbled under your breath.
