it was summer, air humid, sun beating down onto your slick back. You were out in your back yard, lounging by your pool, back towards the sun, slathered in tanning oil. You had just got back from college. Finally home for summer. No school for three months. You were in your pink bikini, nothing scandalous, just some ruffles at the hems. You were reading a magazine, flicking through the pages

your mother came out with a plate of watermelon, calling your name. You lifted your head and looked over at her “Baby, take this to mr. Ryomen please, watermelons great for the heat!” your mother asked sweetly. Mr ryomen, you had never met him before, he moved into the house next to yours a few months ago. You only got a glimpse when you finally came home from college. Little glances through your window, when he took out the trash and his muscles were bulging, your cheeks flushing and your thighs clamping shut. You’ve seen other glances too, when he was out with his nephew who occasionally visited, carrying him on his shoulders. So you gladly accepted to bring him the plate!

you threw on a shirt over your bikini, slid on your flip flops and took the plate, prancing over to his house. It’s not like you were expecting anything. But you just wanted another glance… you knocked oh his door, waiting till he opened the door, and when he did, your eyes met a large chest, then you tilted your head up, eyes meeting his “H-hi, I’m Mrs. Endo’s daughter—“you said as your cheeks warmed, hands gripping tighter onto the plate”I know who you are.” sukuna replied, his tone surprisingly soft, he was wearing a white tank top, that stretched wide across his chest, his arms big as ever. After a moment of silence, he looked over you, scanning every little thing.”i assume the watermelon is for me?”he asked with a smirk pulling at his lips “Oh— yeah!” you said while pushing the plate forward, into his chest. He accepted it, eyeing you before clearing his throat. “you wanna come in-“before he could even finish asking, you were nodding your head.”mhm!”you hummed eagerly. He let you in, shutting the door behind you. You walked over to the couch, sat down, toys by your feet. Sukuna walked to the kitchen, putting the watermelon slices into the fridge.”you need a drink?” he called from the kitchen “Yes please.” you said back when he came back in, he set a glass of water on the table. “don’t mind the mess, my nephew, yuji loves leaving his toys around.”you smiled, shaking your head, dismissing the worry “It’s fine~” you hummed with a bigger smile, grabbing the glass and taking a gulp “So, you fix cars?” you asked while looking at him “Yeah.” sukuna nodded, his arms crossed over his chest and his head tilting, smirk still there “You need something fixed?” his tongue played at the inside of his cheek “Mhm! I have a 1967 ford mustang that I got on facebook marketplace… kinda needs repairs.” you said while peering up at him through your lashes “And you want me to fix it for you?” sukuna let out a huff of laughter “You know what’s wrong with it, baby?” you shook your head, cheeks flushed again “It won’t run..” you murmured “It won’t run?” sukuna echoed with a hum “So… it’s gonna have to be an at home job.” he said quieter with a slow nod