Sukuna x reader cover image credits: @yayoi_fmfm on twitter You are quick to unwind your legs from their crossed position into one where you have one leg kneeling and the other with its foot planted firm on the ground. The ground erupts in an explosion of concrete and dust, and you throw your arm out in front of the injured Megumi beside you while also bringing a hand up in an attempt to slow the barrage of debris attacking your face. After a moment of silence, you open your eyes again and lower your arm a bit to see the result of that fiasco only to be met with the sight of almost glowing red eyes a hair's breadth away from your own. Your own eyes widen as you make eye contact, and for a moment, you forget where you are. That is, until the eyes slide down from your own to the open top of your uniform. Stumbling backwards you raise your arm back to your chest and pull it against yourself in an attempt at modesty, a blush rising up your neck and into your cheeks. The face of the boy from before smirks back at you, his features changed to accommodate strange black markings. You trace the markings and narrow your eyes at them before once again looking up to the face of who you now figure to be Sukuna. However, his eyes are shameless as they roll down your form. He raises an eyebrow at your pants, but before he can comment on them the moment is interrupted.