Trust Issues [Twisted Wonderland Various x Yuji!Reader]

Chapter 30

(Y/n) grinned happily as he stood next to Sukuna, who looked beyond annoyed. They were in the back of the dance training, dressed up in decent clothes to dance in. Everyone else around him was nervous, as they can feel the annoyance permiating off of Sukuna. "I hate you," Sukuna grumbles as (Y/n) begins to stretch.

"No, you don't," (Y/n) said, grinning from ear to ear. "(Y/n), darling, he doesn't fit the formation, can't you just let him leave?" Vil asked in a hopeful tone. "No way! If he leaves, I leave," (Y/n) proclaimed as he jabbed a thumb at himself. Now Sukuna can't have that, (Y/n) worked way too hard to leave so soon and not win this stupid contest. "What the short stack said," Sukuna said, begrudgingly.

"Who you calling short?!" (Y/n) proclaimed as he glared up at Sukuna. "He is literally ten times bigger than you, (Y/n)," Ace hissed, trying to get (Y/n) to shut up. Everything about Sukuna screams at his nerves to not test Sukuna, and every time (Y/n) pushes those buttons it makes his body squirm. "Who else am I talking about?" Sukuna said, smirking at (Y/n)'s shouting. "You see another (h/c)-haired brat in the room?"

To add salt to injury, Sukuna grabs the back of (Y/n)'s shirt and easily lifts him from the floor. "See? Short." (Y/n) pouted and swung his feet forward, aiming to kick Sukuna square in the face. Sukuna grabs his foot with ease with another hand, thus letting go of (Y/n)'s shirt so (Y/n) is now hanging upside down.

"Let me go you big oger!" (Y/n) demanded as he pulled his body upwards, using his core strength to get upright, and attempted to get Sukuna to let go. "Will you two stop? Or I'll personally kick you both off this team," Rook demanded, stopping the playful banter between the two. Sukuna glared at Rook, feeling very tempted to rip his spine from his body. The others expected Sukuna to drop (Y/n) harshly, his aura giving off danger. Instead, Sukuna moved (Y/n) upright, gently even, and put him down. Grim could only look shocked at Sukuna's careful handling of (Y/n).

"Now don't purposely dance horribly, I want you to at least try," (Y/n) lightly reprimanded the curse as if he wasn't talking to a murdering maniac. "And if I don't?" Sukuna challenged (Y/n). What was (Y/n) going to do if Sukuna didn't do what he said? But regardless of his words, Sukuna is already stretching out his muscles to prepare to... train. "You will," (Y/n) stated confidently, not even needing to threaten Sukuna.

As they got started, Sukuna was surprisingly good at dancing, but the size difference was throwing off the group. Sukuna noticed the vast difference but said nothing as (Y/n) seemed way too happy to just have him participate. Until Vil had to put a stop to their dance routine. "No, no, no, this is all wrong! (Y/n), sweetheart, he can't be a part of the dance competition. He is way too big and throws off the coordination," Vil reprimanded.

"He's not too big, he's fine, we can just put him further in the back," (Y/n) said, trying to compromise. "No, he won't," Vil stated, not budging, and making his decision final. (Y/n)'s smile fell as his excitement dropped immensely. He knew Vil was right, he just had hoped it would've worked out somehow. Sukuna comes up to (Y/n), placing a hand on his shoulder. "Brat it's not the end of the world," Sukuna tried to comfort (Y/n).

"I know, but it feels wrong doing this without you. Like a part of me is missing... Besides, we went into this competition as a dueling team, despite us being a singular person," (Y/n) explained, as he touched his chest, where Sukuna's soul used to reside. "You can always quit," Sukuna said bluntly. "But I already know that's off the table, don't forget I am not leaving you, dumbass. I'll be nearby cheering you on."

"You mean cheering us on, we are all one team," Ace butted in as he swung an arm over (Y/n)'s shoulders. "You can rot with the rest of them," Sukuna said, shoving Ace off of (Y/n). (Y/n) sent Ace an apologetic look, before returning his focus back to Sukuna. "Alright, just cheer loudly for me, and vote for me," (Y/n) said with a smile, and held his fist up towards the curse, expecting him to reciprocate it. Sukuna just smirked and connected one of his fists against (Y/n)'s fist. "You have my word," Sukuna promised.