Sukuna Ryomen

You don't know what went through your head when you married this man.

One thing for sure is that he's likely to be a house husband. But he barely does anything around the house himself. He'd either make you do it or find a way himself, he's just like that. Sukuna is a matured man, but he likes to be annoying every now and then. No, almost all the time. He's even more childish when the both of you had gotten a child of your own. He hangs out with the kid, sure, but he's always teasing them. You never paid that much attention to it anyway, but it bugs you a lot when your own kid snitches on their dad. Like, a lot.

“Aaaah!!! Daddy's chasing me againn!!“ Another faint scream of your child running around playfully with their dad, at first you thought it was nothing serious... Not until your child went up to you crying and spilling out the reasons why. Sukuna wore some stupid looking mask that made himself look scarier than he already is, even with the face tattoos. You sighed in disappointment, putting two fingers on the bridge of your nose. You kneeled down, hugging your child and comforting him. You put them on the table, then with both your hands in your hips, you called your husband.

“What? I was playing with my child. Is that wrong?“ He spoke as he took off the ridiculous mask. God, he was infuriating. But sometimes you love him for that, even if the annoyance was too much. You then chastised him with the good ol' lecture. You didn't scold him much though, you knew he wouldn't listen anyway.

Sukuna would even do shit that makes you laugh in annoyance. He was a bit of a dumbass, but it was modern technology that would confuse his brain. He knows how to use a phone, drive a car and other stuff. But the other appliances placed inside your house? No. He doesn't know a damn shit about any of that. He claims to be 'busy', which is the only excuse he makes just so you don't make him use it. He has the role of a house husband, but what the hell is he doing? Pure laziness, at it's finest. You ought to teach him, but would he listen? Maybe. It's either ego that's driving him to be this way, except he's always been like this.

Today, wasn't that special at all either. It was a normal afternoon. You slept in since it was a day off of work. You just sighed as you struggle to even get out of bed, but your instincts forced you to. You noticed yourself that Sukuna wasn't with you, nor was their any chaos eroding outside... You were at least glad for the silence. You stepped outside your shared bedroom, wearing your indoor slippers and looking deprived of sleep as always. You yawned as you made your way through your own house, taking a peak at the livingroom. Your child was just playing with their own toys, while watching TV. Jeez, children these days are something else. Sukuna wasn't there though, you figured he might be in the kitchen since that's where he'd hang out by himself usually.

Yep, he is there. Using his phone while sat on one of the chairs. You sigh in relief as you finally got some peace in this household. So, you started your day by making coffee, just something simple as that lifted your mood. You sat just right across the table from where Sukuna was, he didn't even bother to notice you. But it was normal anyways. It took you a while to try and stay awake, so you could properly drink your morning drink. Though, you notice your kid walking to the kitchen, going to open the fridge or something. It was the least of your concerns though, to which you so thought. To which, it's been about 10 minutes since your child has been angry at their dad. Because he ate their candy.

First of all, you contemplated why, you literally just woke up. But you made your child calm down at least, except Sukuna just wants to irritate people. He got up from the table, his phone in his hand. You can only watch since you have absolutely no idea what he's gonna do. You were ready for anything, but you were caught so damn off guard when he took frozen hotdogs from the freezer and stuffed it in the microwave... You could've sworn that it was fake but no. You felt like you're slowly going insane. You made your child sit down on the chair and got up to grab a handful of Sukuna's hair, the other hand snagged his hand from the buttons of the microwave.

“Hey! What the hell was that for? I'm hungry!“