Trust Issues [Twisted Wonderland Various x Yuji!Reader]

Chapter 28

During the night, (Y/n) looked peacefully asleep, but deep inside Sukuna's Innate Domain (Y/n) was practicing his fighting skills. Just because he's not in his world doesn't mean he should be slacking. (Y/n) ran along the spine of the domain, aiming to punch Sukuna straight in the face. (Y/n) struck his fist forward with a determined look on his face. Sukuna raises his forearm to block the attack and chuckles under his breath.

Sukuna throws a fist and (Y/n) uses his arm to push the punch away from his face while using his free hand to punch at Sukuna's stomach. Sukuna was quick to stop the punch with just his bare hand. He twists (Y/n)'s arm, causing the body to follow it, giving Sukuna the advantage of kicking (Y/n) in the side. With a gasp of pain, (Y/n) is thrown off the spine, giving a sense of de-ja-vu.

Despite the pain, (Y/n) spun around and landed gracefully on the solid water. "You said you'd go easy on me!" (Y/n) proclaimed as he yelled up at the curse, who stared down at him smugly. "That was easy, you are just weak," Sukuna retorted casually. Angry, (Y/n) punched at a rib wall, causing the spinal structure around him to creak and groan. "You're punching your own rib you twit!" Sukuna snaps, causing (Y/n) to look shocked. "Wait, I'm breaking my own rib-?!" (Y/n)'s words were cut off as Sukuna landed on his back again, making poor (Y/n) slam into the blood pool.

"No, you dumb shit, that was just a little lie I told you," Sukuna revealed as he sat on (Y/n). (Y/n) mumbled something, but it was muffled by the water. "Hm?" Sukuna hummed as he shifted, allowing (Y/n) to lift his head. "Get off, you fat fuck!" (Y/n) demanded after spitting out some of the water caught in his lungs. Sukuna smirked but complied, getting off of (Y/n) and turning his back to him.

Hearing the pattering of feet coming towards him, Sukuna didn't even have to turn as he dodged out of (Y/n)'s way. "Woah!" (Y/n) yelled as he fell past Sukuna, having tried to surprise attack the curse by tackling him. Smirking, Sukuna used one hand to shove (Y/n) downwards, back into the water. "You're like a goddamn child I swear," Sukuna said, rubbing his eyes. "That's because I am a child," (Y/n) retorted, his cheek squished against the solid water. Sukuna rolled his eyes as he got off (Y/n) and went to sit on his throne.

"Are you satisfied with this 'training' session or should I throw you around some more?" Sukuna asked boredly. (Y/n)slowly stood up and dusted himself off. "No, I'm not satisfied until I'm finally able to beat you," (Y/n) said with a determined look. "Which you never will," Sukuna stated confidently, smirking as he looked down at him. "I will too, I beat Mahito without help just fine, so I'm closer to getting stronger," (Y/n) argued with crossed arms. Sukuna's eyes narrow at (Y/n)'s words, his smirk turning into a deep scowl.

It was true, his brat is getting stronger and Sukuna doesn't know how to feel about that. Whatever he's supposed to feel, right now he's not like it. "You're still clumsy in some aspects, perhaps one day you will surpass me," Sukuna muttered, sounding a bit peeved. (Y/n) slowly smiles until Sukuna continues. "But can you defeat me alone? Fat chance, you probably need like 20 sorcerers to defeat me." (Y/n) pouts and sends Sukuna an unappreciative glare. "You're just mad that once I'm strong enough, I won't need you to protect me," (Y/n) remarked, not knowing he just hit the nail on the head.

"Tch, I'll be happy when that day comes," Sukuna lied, feeling something in his chest twist. "Course you would, because you'd be proud I'm a strong capable man, who learned from the strongest," (Y/n) said with a proud look, his chest puffed out. "Sure..." Sukuna muttered as he looked away from (Y/n). Why does his vessel want to get strong anyway? He doesn't need to protect himself, he has Sukuna for that. Perhaps Sukuna needs to find a way to prevent (Y/n)'s growth in power, totally not for selfish reasons, of course.

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(Y/n) entered the large fancy dorm with a large bag in hand, (Y/n) struggled to get it through the door with how thick it was. "You don't need all this shit," Sukuna comments, popping out on (Y/n)'s cheek. "Half this shit isn't even for me, it's for you, asshole," (Y/n) argued back as he finally managed to get the suitcase through the door.