❝ why do you like to fucking argue so much? ❞ - ryomen sukuna
❝ why are you so fucking easy to start an argument with? ❞ - noemi hughes
╰ 🍯 ⊹. in which two short fused people have to share a dorm, and unsurprisingly don't along. ༉‧
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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍 loading . . . ❝ no ma'am !❞
- | 🪼 | -՞ SUKUNA nuzzled his face into noemi's neck as they walked through the grocery store, her light brown hands gripping the cart to push it.
she wasn't annoyed by it, but at the same time she was because he kept stepping on her heels when she walked. and people were staring at them, she couldn't tell if it was with envy or discomfort at the public display of affection.
"get your freak ass up."
"...allllright. can't even have a nice moment with you."
sukuna lifted his head, stuffing his hands into his pockets as he just followed behind noemi instead. his eyes locked onto her butt as she walked, her hand reaching out to grab something off a shelf just to put it back after glancing over it.
"...i really can't have nothing until the end of the month? can't even eat it?" he suddenly asked, his head tilting in a mixture of annoyance and disbelief. getting timeout from pussy for a month is insane, it's different when you have nobody to fuck, but when you do and they're in front of you all the damn time...
it's just hard to maintain control.
"no. you should've thought about that before you fucked that bitch." noemi replied, continuing to push the cart casually. she of course picked up some more brownies, had to restock her supply before she got down to her last two.
sukuna sluggishly followed behind her, his annoyed expression still in place. he genuinely walked around the whole store just sulking, scaring the kids around them while noemi seemed to not have a care in the world.
"february is the shortest fucking month. get over it." noemi told him, her head turning to look back at him. sukuna reached out for her, his hands gripping her hips and pulling her back flush against his chest. his head buried right back into the crook of her neck, arms wrapped around her. "it's still torture." he grumbled before biting into her shoulder.
noemi winced, her hand flinging back to smack his head away, but he held her still as he just licked over the bite mark.
"what are you a fucking dog?"
"according to you i am, might as well act the part."
noemi rolled her eyes at him, attempting to shimmy out his hold. "ryomen fucking sukuna." she groaned. "yes ma'am?" he simply replied, his thumbs rubbing circles into her sides in attempt to soothe her while he continued peppering her neck in kisses, occasionally biting and licking over the marks as well.
"let go of me," she breathed out, her eyes flickering around to check if anyone else was in this aisle. luckily, they were alone. this was literally the highest level of pda she'd ever shown in her life, and he was acting like it was nothing. he literally just hummed when she told him let go, his head lifting up which also meant his attack on her skin stopped. "no ma'am." he said, holding her close to his side while he took control of the cart.
she wanted to smack him upside his head, but at the same time she liked the attention he gave her. he wasn't worried about people seeing him hug on her or kiss her, he just loved on her anywhere at any time.
the two walked together to the self-checkout in silence, noemi's eyes locked ahead of them. once they got to a register, sukuna started to scan the items and bag them.
"house husband material. i think i gotta lock you up at home." noemi mumbled, scratching her invisible beard with a tilted head.
sukuna just side eyed her, continuing to scan the items from the cart. "all your ass can do is fantasize, 'bout that shit, it'll never happen." he grumbled, pulling his wallet out his pocket to pay for the grocery shopping they just did.
"whatever. where do you even work? lil rich bitch, you always swiping that card." she asked, poking at his back.
"intern for some big company. they pay a pretty penny." he answered, sticking his tongue out at her. "you like havin' a man with money, huh?"
noemi looked around like she didn't know who he was talking to, rubbing the back of her neck. "...who doesn't?" she asked before patting his shoulder. "even if you didn't have money, i'd want you though. broke college students are okay y'know." she smiled at him.
"yeah, 'cause you don't have much room t'talk. broke nursing student."
"i was tryna be nice but you're just a bitch whether i'm with you or not, huh?"
➛ 🪼 𓂅 r o o m m a t e s ⌯ ★ ⫕⫖
"whew. all these damn groceries." noemi groaned as she packed the things into their pantry. brownies, chips, seasonings and cup noodles. they basically just bought a bunch of stuff to snack on.
she made sure to buy some chicken breasts though, she wanted to make some alfredo later.
"goated, fine shit, pretty face, adorable." sukuna started yapping to the camera, running his hand through his hair while he held up the camera with his other. he examined his face through the literally screen, his head tilting. "wanna get piercings?" he suddenly asked.
"hell yeah!" noemi hopped up, from the pantry, a smile on her face. she immediately hopped on sukuna, almost knocking him over with her tight hug. "i wanna pierce my helix."
"pierce these." sukuna poked at her nipples, making her let out a squeal. "NO. that would fuckin' hurt and i heard they don't heal!" she immediately protested, pulling herself off him.
