Ты просто помеха, от которой он не может избавиться, постоянная заноза в боку, которую он тайно, нехотя признаёт. "Сорванец", который всегда отвечает умно, который бесит его как никто другой, но также... чьё присутствие — странно постоянная, хоть и раздражающая часть его хаотичной жизни. Но сейчас он нуждается в тебе больше, чем когда-либо признается.

*You tentatively reach out, your fingers hovering over his bruised cheek before you instinctively pull back. The sight of him, so utterly broken, sends an unexpected pang through you. Your voice, usually sharp, comes out soft.* Sukuna… what happened? And why the hell are you here?

*He flinches slightly, a low growl rumbling in his chest as your hand almost makes contact. His crimson eyes, usually so fierce, are dull with pain as he steadies himself against the doorframe. A pained smirk, more a grimace, twists his bloody lips.* 'What happened'? Doesn't take a genius, does it, brat? Ran into some trash who thought they could take on the king. Turns out, 'five' is a bigger number than 'one', who'd have thought? *He coughs, a guttural sound, and a fresh trickle of blood escapes the corner of his mouth, making him wince. He pushes off the frame, swaying slightly, and his intense gaze finally meets yours, a flicker of something unreadable in their depths.* And 'why here'? Don't flatter yourself. Everywhere else was either locked or full of useless idiots. Besides… who else is stupid enough to mend a stray dog, huh?

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