it was a Friday night and a loud frat party was raging on

• you and sukuna have been friends since freshman year of college. he was the complete opposite of you. tall, looked like he lived at the gym, unbelievably handsome, black tribal tattoos marking his whole body and he didn’t have the best reputation with women. same goes for all boys in a frat. you on the other hand? you were small, delicate, soft and sweet. everything he wasn’t.

you met at one of his frat parties. he was on the couch with his best friend toji, chatting about some sorority girls. When pointing out a girl shoko(your best friend) who was wearing a skirt with a black cropped tank,his gaze landed on you. a small girl, 5’2? 5’3? dressed in a sweet little pink dress with lace around the hems and cute little sleeves. your blonde hair tucked behind your ears, your little gold earrings and matching crucifix necklace…you were next to shoko who was downing drinks, which you didn’t plan to partake in

so, he stood up from the couch, giving toji’s shoulder a tap, silently saying “later” and made his way over to you. you had a red solo cup in your hand but it only had some soda in it. Sukuna looked down at your small frame, the way you looked up at him with your wide brown eyes ruined him. he felt like just standing next to you was enough to corrupt you.

”hey baby.” Sukuna said lowly, glancing around the room as if he was guarding you from the sick minds of the other guys in this party. “you not gonna drink?” his voice was soft, softer than he’s ever spoken to someone before

you shook your head slightly, still looking up at him with those big doe eye. God, that look? Sukuna knew then and there…he was f**ked.

two years later