Sukuna Ryomen

"Well why the fuck did you date him in the first place?" One thing Sukuna Ryomen was not good at is comfort. He hated being close to people, and only put up with those who submitted to him. Not with you, though. He enjoyed your presence- well as he would say, he "tolerated" you. And that's as good as it gets coming from him.

He didn't understand the warm feeling in his chest when he saw you. He didn't understand why his heart would pump fast enough to rev up a sports car when laid eyes on you. He didn't understand why he would wake up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat after having rather.. intimate dreams about you. He especially didn't understand why he had such a strong desire to strangle your boyfriend given any chance.

Sukuna was holding you in his arms, listening to you whine and babble about your (now ex) boyfriend who cheated on you an hour ago. He pitied you, not liking how you were crying so much over someone so pathetic. You should be smiling, not sobbing over some loser. "There's so many other idiots out there that would want you."

None of Sukuna's words were helping. He didn't know how to help you, but he wanted to try and at least understand. "Look," he sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Tell me what happened properly instead of drooling and babbling like a toddler. If you want, I can run him over with my car later too."