Trust Issues [Twisted Wonderland Various x Yuji!Reader]

Chapter 27

(Y/n) shifted from one foot to the other as he watched each contestant get called into the room. Each time a person walked in, they always walked back out looking depressed and hopeless. 'Relax, you got this,' Sukuna assured in their shared mind. "But this is my first time doing something normal, what if I fuck it all up?" (Y/n) asked nervously. "Think of it as reliving the normal days before your life went to hell," Sukuna simply states.

"Wow... Thanks for the vote of confidence," (Y/n) remarked sarcastically. "Grim?" The announcer called. With confidence, Grim and the rest of (Y/n)'s band of friends marched their way towards the room. As they passed by (Y/n), Ace turned and gave him a smirk, showing how confident he was in winning the prize money. "Let me slice his face off," Sukuna hissed in (Y/n)'s mind.

"You and I both know I won't allow you to do that. Besides, he won't get past the first stage, remember how horrible his dancing was?" (Y/n) reminded the curse. Sukuna only grunts in response but smirks to himself as he awaits this smug bastard's downfall. It was only a few seconds of waiting before the group walked again, Ace looking just as defeated as the last contestants. "Hm, you're right he was so horrible he lost," Sukuna said, snickering loud enough for Ace to hear.

"What did you say you ugly-looking mouth?" Ace snapped as he glared at the mouth on (Y/n)'s cheek."I said you're a little bitch that I would like to skin alive!" Sukuna said, cackling at Ace. "Sukuna, don't provoke him," (Y/n) warned as he was unwillingly stuck in the argument. "No, I need to give this thing a piece of my mind," Ace angrily said as he walked up to (Y/n) with purpose.

"Don't do it, Ace, you remember what he did to that one guy who pissed him off," Deuce reminded, as he grabbed his friend's arm. "I don't care, this prick needs to be taken down a peg or two," Ace growled as he shook Deuce off. "I would be more than happy to turn your bones into a chair," Sukuna said, smirking widely. "(Y/n) Itadori?" The announcer called, thankfully saving (Y/n) from the possible bloodshed.

"Coming!" (Y/n) yelled back as he quickly rushed past Ace. "I hope your voice cracks!" Ace yelled at Sukuna. Sukuna cleared his throat a few times before (Y/n) made his way to the center of the stage. He knew how much this meant to (Y/n). As (Y/n) walked through the door, he was greeted with a white room, with a table at the far end of the room. At the table are the two judges, Rook and Vil, practically staring him down. (Y/n) nervously stood in the middle of the room, now getting cold feet.

(Y/n) is standing in front of the judges and his body is frozen. He was never shy himself, he was never shy to do anything he wanted. But now he felt like his body refused to move. Which was a problem because the judges were staring him down. Wanting him to be perfect. (Y/n) takes a step back, feeling his heart race and his chest tighten. 'Take a deep breath,' Sukuna spoke in (Y/n)'s mind. (Y/n) feels at ease as he is reminded that he is not alone, he's with Sukuna.

And that's enough for him. He takes a deep breath as the music plays and feels his body move along with the song. He lets his body move with the rhythm, feeling his feet guide themselves. He spun around his eyes closed as he listened to the music. It was a mistake to keep his eyes closed. He opens them, looking directly at the judges the nerves he felt, (Y/n) forced those nerves into putting more energy into his movements. He needed to be confident, to show that he knew what he was doing. To give his all into this dance and show them that he knows what he's doing.

(Y/n) barely registered the fact that Sukuna started singing. He was so focused on his dancing that he barely noticed Sukuna, which was a mistake. If he lost track of Sukuna's singing he could mess up the tempo of the song. He could move too fast or too slow to Sukuna's voice. (Y/n) takes another deep breath and focuses on Sukuna and the song. His feet move along with the beat of the song, but he complicates it when he also tries to follow Sukuna's singing. (Y/n) trips over his feet as he mixes up the tempos and nearly falls flat on his face.