ROOMMATES , RYOMEN SUKUNA .ᐟ

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❝ studying ! ❞

- | 🪼 | -՞ NOEMI'S eyes followed her pencil along the paper, scribbling down a sentence to fill in her study guide. free hand resting on her forehead, fingers splayed across at and her thumb occasionally rubbing her temple.

she knew nursing was gonna be stressful, but it was really stressful. like, as fuck. lowkey, she was about to call it quits.

heels of her palms pushing her off the table, she dropped the pencil and exited her room. naturally, she drifted to sukuna's room, peeking into the open doorway. her eyes narrowed, watching him sit in his gaming chair, focused on his computer.

"come fight me, scary ass. what you runnin' for?" sukuna laughed as he clicked randomly on his controller, sticking his tongue out for some odd reason. it's like he couldn't keep that shit in his mouth-annoyingggg.

"kuna." noemi huffed, fully stepping into the room. his head immediately turned, brow raising, "wassup?" he set down his controller, mumbling a quick 'hold on' to whoever was on the game and muting himself.

"the sky."
"oh my goddd, don't start."

noemi smiled, getting closer to him before plopping onto his lap. "i'm tired of studying, i miss you." she said, wrapping her arms around him. instinctively, his arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her closer to him. "well you need to study so you can get your bsn and work like a big girl." sukuna told her, resting his chin on her head.

"yo, pass me that controller."
"don't 'yo' me."
"woman, pass me the controller."
"ryomen, you be playing with your life."

noemi sighed, leaning forward to grab his controller. as she completed the action, sukuna eyed her ass straining against her shorts, his hands sliding around her thighs to grip the plump flesh. "i know i keep saying you're getting thick, but like you're really getting thick." he noted.

"'cause the queen been eating her oats."
"or maybe them backshots did something."
"boy, booooo."

sukuna's face scrunched up, his head tilting to the side. "gimme my damn controller and sit your thick ass down." he grumbled, snatching the controller from her smaller hands.

noemi considered cussing at him, but just sat comfortably in his lap. as a little gift for him calling her thick, she'd let his disrespect slide.

as she set the controller in his hand, he immediately gripped it and snatched his hand back. a little smirk formed on his face at her scowl, her fist raising as if she was gonna punch him.

"play with me again, sukuna, ima whoop your ass."
"stop using my last name, you hate me or something?"
"YEAH. nigga."

sukuna sucked his teeth, his head lolling back as he slumped into his gaming chair. "baby," he groaned, "imma throw your little ass. lie one more time."

"i love you."
"lady-"

he paused, nodding slowly as he leaned forward and set his controller back down. "get up, we fighting." he said, already cracking his knuckles.

"wait, wait, you too damn big to be tryna fight me." noemi started laughing, shaking her head. but sukuna wasn't having it though, his hands already on her waist as he stood up, lifting her with him.

she screamed, giggling at the same time as she held onto sukuna's shoulders. "no, please, for real. for real sukuna-" she said with wide eyes, still laughing as he pretended to body slam her onto the bed.

"say sorry." he told her, not letting her catch a break by tickling her. her giggles filled the room, hands swatting at sukuna in attempt to stop him.

"sorry-i'm sorry! chill, please!" noemi squealed, starting to kick him as well. the minute sukuna stopped, she let out shaky breaths, her eyes narrowing at him. "funk nigga," she added before lightly smacking his face.

"mhm, whatever. go study, baby." sukuna snickered, pulling her to stand up. he moved her towards the door, swatting her ass when she crossed the doorframe. "played a bit too much."

noemi pouted, "i have another week to study though..." her hands instinctively reached down to cup her ass, rubbing the stinging flesh due to sukuna's palm.

"if you study for another hour, we can get chipotle tonight." he offered, gently smacking her forehead. "and you can get somethin' else too."

"...what's something else?"
"you know what it is, now go study. and i'll be checking every 20 minutes."

noemi just started smiling hard as fuck. "okay!" she sang, hopping towards her room. she glanced back at him one more time, "if that chipotle isn't here by the time my hour is up, i'm gonna hurt you."

"i could never do you like that, my queen." he claimed sarcastically, folding his arms over his chest. his body leaned up against his doorframe, eyes following her as she disappeared into her room.

ROOMMATES.