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Don't know a better sentence to describe myself than this

My parents really managed to do the opposites of all these

Wild things I have learnt in therapy:

When a child cries, parents are supposed to comfort them, not punish them

Parents are, in fact, supposed to want to spend time with their children

Children too have a right to privacy, meaning parents are not allowed to read their diaries etc and then punish them for the thoughts they found about

Children are allowed to be upset and cry

Children don't have to earn the love and attention from their parents by performing various things

Children are not supposed to be scared of going home and/or their parents

Children are not supposed to be physically abused and even a little bit of hitting is actually physical abuse

Parents are not supposed to expect that children are mentally as mature as other adults

Children are not supposed to be told that they're an accident, a burden, or something the parents regret

Children are not supposed to be scared and ashamed of themselves or feel like failures because of their parents

Separation Anxiety (Chapter 07)

Put your lips on my scars and teach me to love

When a ritual separates Sukuna from Yuuji, Sukuna is delighted to find that besides having his own body, there is also another gift handed to him: The brat has lost all his memories and is now the perfect little plaything to take home and manipulate. At least, that's the plan. But the King of Curses isn't prepared for the feelings that come along with being human again. And another complication is how cute the brat is when he has no idea who Sukuna is and, instead of hating him, treats him with genuine love and affection. So, without realizing it, Sukuna suddenly finds himself on a journey of learning how to be loved and how to love.

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Pairing: Sukuna x Yuuji Genre: Memory Loss AU, fluff, smut, light angst Word Count: 3.5k Playlist: Separation Anxiety Warnings: 18+, smut, mentions of violence, dub-con (Yuuji has lost his memories, and Sukuna lies to him about being boyfriends). All characters are of age. This story is 18+. Minors don't interact.

Chapter 07

I don't know what to do with your kiss on my neck. I want to steal your soul and hide you in my treasure chest (Hostage by Billie Eilish)

The brat's boisterous laughter mixes with the excited chirping of the birds as he jogs past one of the cherry trees in the small park beneath their apartment. His pink hair is once again getting crowned by the falling cherry blossoms. He looks over his shoulder at Sukuna, golden eyes sparkling happily and a broad smile on his face as he exclaims loudly,

"Come on, baby! Catch up!"

Sukuna rolls his eyes playfully and accelerates his steps, quickly catching up to the boy and falling into pace beside him.

They began a new ritual: Morning runs every day after getting up. Sukuna welcomes the idea. It's not like he has to do a regular workout to stay in shape, and the brat doesn't, either. Their bodies are made of powerful magic, blessing them with immense natural strength and stamina. But he still enjoys the morning runs.

He likes the fresh morning breeze, the song of the birds, the way the small shrine looks in the soft morning light. They almost have the park to themselves during this time of the day. It brings back memories of his past life when cities weren't as big, and the world wasn't as loud as today.

He likes the endorphins spreading through his body at the physical exertion. It feels nice after being trapped in a state of numbness for such a long time.

And it makes the brat happy.

This is a factor Sukuna has to consider, too, after all. He has to make sure Itadori feels comfortable with him. That's part of the plan. The brat has to feel safe and happy, wrapped comfortably in Sukuna's lies.

This way, things will have the most destructive effect on him once he gets his memories back. Seeing his perfect harmonic life crumble and shatter into a thousand pieces will break him.

And so Sukuna goes on those morning runs, and he lets the brat hug him when they finish a foot race to the small shrine. He grins when Itadori presses his body against him and kisses him under the cherry trees before he takes Sukuna's hand to drag him back to their apartment, where Uraume is waiting for them with a rich breakfast. He smiles when the brat feeds him something from his plate, and Sukuna returns the favor a moment later while chuckling at how obediently Itadori opens his mouth for him.

Sweet domestic life, just like the brat craves it.

Sukuna wakes up with Itadori in his arms. They are lying on their sides, and the boy's back is pressed against Sukuna's chest, snuggling against him like the little pet that he is.

Itadori wakes up with a soft groan and a sleepily mumbled,

"G' morning."

"Good morning, darling."

Sukuna knows the brat likes it when Sukuna calls him pet names, and so he does it often just to bask in how easily he can manipulate the little idiot. The reaction is immediate. Itadori chuckles lightly, and his ass presses even more firmly against Sukuna's straining erection. A grin spreads over Sukuna's face.

You little horny thing. Not so scared anymore, huh?

Sweet victory sings in Sukuna's veins when the brat starts to move. He rubs his firm, round ass slowly against Sukuna's hard cock. It's a very deliberate movement. Part of Sukuna wants to taunt him for it, wants to call him a dirty slut, just like he did anytime he caught the brat watching those naughty movies on his phone.

But it's different now. The brat is needy for him, and that's exactly what Sukuna wants.

He smirks against Itadori's neck before pressing a kiss on his skin right where the short hair of his undercut ends. And then he hears the sweetest sound: a soft moan.

A feeling of exhilaration fills Sukuna. He enjoys hearing Itadori moan for him. It's a special kind of power Sukuna feels when hearing those pathetic sounds. Red, hot desire pumps through Sukuna's veins. He wants to hear more. He wants to feel more.

He presses his lips to the brat's skin again, trailing several kisses down his neck while his right hand wanders down the brat's body. His long fingers trace Itadori's firm abs, and then Sukuna shoves his hand down the front of the boy's underwear.

"Ah! Fuck!"

Sukuna chuckles at the boy's loud exclamation as Sukuna's hand wraps around his throbbing erection. Skin on skin this time, no clothing between them.

Of course, Sukuna is familiar with every inch of the brat after sharing this body with him for years. But it's a whole other experience to touch him like this. To feel how hot the brat's cock feels in Sukuna's hand, how hard and how thick. It's an exquisite sensation.

And the brat's reaction is equally delicious. Another moan falls from his lips, louder this time. His head rolls back against Sukuna's shoulder, and he pushes his hard cock unashamedly into Sukuna's hand.

"You like that?" Sukuna whispers into his ear.

"Y..yeah..please don't stop, Sukuna! Feels so good, ah!"

His reaction makes Sukuna's cock twitch. The brat is cute when he is so needy for him.

Sukuna wraps his hand firmer around the boy's hard length, pumping the thick cock in the same rhythm he remembers from all the times he was in Itadori's mind when the boy was jerking off in his room or in the shower. And he gets rewarded instantly by a desperate-sounding mewl.

Sukuna smirks. It's so easy. He knows the brat's body so well, knows all his dirty fantasies, knows how the brat likes to touch himself.

His kisses on the boy's neck grow more savage. He's sucking and nibbling on the sensitive skin, leaving his marks on the brat in angry red love bites.

Mine. You're all mine, Yuuji.

It doesn't take long until the brat cums with a series of loud moans and whimpers, pushing needily into Sukuna's fist and spilling his hot, thick cum over Sukuna's hand.

Some of it shoots messily over Itadori's body, and Sukuna watches it in fascination as it slowly runs down the boy's flexed abs.

This is for him. For Sukuna.

Sukuna smiles as he runs his fingers through the sticky mess on the brat's abs, spreading the evidence of his power over the boy all over his skin. The brat came so fast for him. It's pathetic and cute.

Sukuna growls and brings his cum-stained hand to his lips, licking at the warm seed and groaning softly when he tastes it. He licks it up hungrily, driven by the sheer blinding need to consume the brat again, to be close to him, to be one with him again.

His cock is twitching, desire almost making him take the boy by force. But he doesn't have to.

"Baby, let me touch you too, please. I want to make you feel good, too."

Golden eyes look at him pleadingly, full of a hunger that Sukuna has only seen in the mirror before.

He smiles at the brat and reaches out to cup his chin, running his thumb over the boy's bottom lip and pulling it down.

"Of course, you can touch me, sweetheart. Touch me, kiss me, fuck me. Do anything you want, my sweet thing."

He delights in how the brat's eyes roll back in pleasure at Sukuna's words, a shaky moan falling from his lips.

Sukuna lets go of him to take off his boxer briefs, basking in the way the brat stares at him, his golden eyes dark with desire when he sees Sukuna's cock for the first time.

Sukuna joins him on the bed again, leaning over him, capturing the boy's lips in a passionate kiss, deep and wet, tongues caressing each other with a need Sukuna cannot remember experiencing before.

Maybe this is something only a soulbond can give you, this feeling of raw desire that comes from sharing the same body and soul and craving to get back as close as possible.

Sukuna straddles the boy, his knees on either side of the brat's thighs, kneeling over him, watching the boy with glittering blue eyes.

"Touch me, baby."

The boy's gaze is fixed on Sukuna's face as he gulps hard as if he is too scared to look anywhere else. But his hands are braver, wandering boldly over Sukuna's naked skin, trailing over his thick biceps, sending shivers of pleasure through Sukuna. Those warm, strong hands caress his muscular thighs, fingertips tracing the black rings tattoed onto Sukuna's upper thighs, slowly but steadily wandering closer to their goal.

A low sigh spills from Sukuna's parted lips when he finally feels a warm, strong hand wrap around his hard cock. The dull ache in his chest is replaced by a throbbing heat that makes his mind heady with desire.

He watches the brat, looks deeply into his eyes as the boy pleasures him slowly at first and then growing faster steadily, pumping his fist up and down on Sukuna's wet cock, thumb rubbing over his swollen cockhead and slit.

And Sukuna lets him see what he's doing to him. He knows how bad the brat craves reassurance. How every praise makes his cock throb. And so he gets a little treat. He gets to see the pleasure on Sukuna's face, gets to hear the soft groans falling from Sukuna's parted lips, gets to witness the heavy-lidded blue eyes becoming clouded over by arousal.

"Yes, like that, baby. You're so good to me. Make me cum on you."

Sukuna isn't the only one who moans when he finally cums, cock twitching in the brat's hand as thread after thread of hot seed shoots out of his dark pink mushroom head and onto the brat.

Golden eyes watch him, shining brightly, filled with desire and admiration.

Sukuna can tell that the brat is asking himself how he got so lucky to have Sukuna's cock in his hand and his seed on his skin.

Sukuna grins at him, and exhales slowly with a low, satisfied groan.

The brat has never looked as beautiful as now, covered in Sukuna's cum. It's on his chest and abs, a little bit even on his chin. Glistening pearly white streaks slowly run down his tan skin, marking him as Sukuna's. So beautiful, so ruined. Claimed by the King of Curses.

Sukuna's seed mixes with Itadori's in the valleys of the boy's abs. Sukuna cannot tear his gaze away from the sight. Finally, their essences are mingled again. He reaches out, running a long finger through the small sea of their combined seed, watching it in fascination.

He smiles as he brings that finger to the boy's lips. He doesn't even have to push the brat's mouth open and force-feed him their cum. Itadori opens it eagerly, moaning and flicking his tongue over Sukuna's finger, licking their mixed seed hungrily off his lover's finger.

Yes, consume me again, brat. Take me inside you, just like it should be, just like it is written in the stars.

Watching the little scene makes the place in Sukuna's chest, where the phantom pain usually sits, fill with a warmth that feels almost too intense. But he welcomes it. It feels better than the strange empty feeling he usually experiences.

He leans down a second later to run his tongue over the brat's body, licking the cum off him, marveling at the heady sweetness of their mixed essences. So this is what fate tastes like.

Sukuna smirks when he claims the brat's mouth again, basking in the needy noises the brat makes when Sukuna feeds him their cum with his tongue.

Everything feels right at this moment.

For a second, Sukuna catches himself thinking that he doesn't even want the brat to get his memories back. He is beautiful like this. Obedient, sweet, and so happy to be under Sukuna, with his cum on his body and in his mouth.

Sukuna wouldn't mind keeping him forever like this.

He is used to living with a personal servant. In his former life, he spent many years with Uraume, who took care of everything for him. Who cooked for him, who prepared Sukuna's baths for him, who made sure his kimonos were always clean, and who did everything else in their power to assist Sukuna at all times. And they naturally slipped into that role again now in his new life. Sukuna is familiar with a Master and servant dynamic. But what Sukuna isn't used to is having someone who isn't his servant do those things.

He raises a surprised eyebrow when the brat leans over him while Sukuna is lounging on the couch. The boy hands him a plate with cookies. There's a proud grin on his face, and his voice is full of excitement,

"For you, baby. The recipe was printed on the back of the cocoa powder, and it sounded so delicious that I wanted to try baking it. I think they turned out really well! You have to try them!"

Of course, the cookies are amazing. Itadori has a talent for cooking and baking. The brat doesn't remember it, but Sukuna does.

He benefitted from that fact when he shared a body with the boy, often manifesting his mouth on the boy's palm to steal some of his food. But it's even better now when he can actually take a cookie into his hand and feel it, chew it, swallow it, taste it, and consume it in his own body.

He watches the smile on the brat's face grow even bigger when Sukuna tells him the cookies taste delicious.

"I didn't remember that I could bake. Oh my god, I will bake so much now! Tell me what you like, baby. I will bake anything you want! I want to try other recipes too!"

Sukuna watches in amusement as the boy disappears into the kitchen again, practically bouncing.

It's fascinating how fast Itadori is settling into his new life. And it's even more fascinating to suddenly belong to the circle of people whom Itadori cares for.

The brat was always so eager to please others and to make them happy. He was always so generous with his affection, constantly doing things for people, showering them with compliments, and reassuring them with his words and touches. Hugging them, cooking for them, carrying their bags, protecting them.

Sukuna had watched it all from inside his vessel. Had watched the boy be sweet and affectionate to everyone around him. Towards Sukuna, he had never shown that sweetness, of course.

But now Sukuna suddenly finds himself on the receiving end of that affection, and it feels strange.

Strange because Sukuna can't remember anyone ever treating him with affection.

Fear, desire, obedience. Those are the things Sukuna is used to receiving. But what the brat offers him is new. And it is something Sukuna doesn't understand.

More times, when he likes, he catches himself watching the boy with narrowed eyes, trying to figure him out.

What is going on in that stupid little head of yours? Why are you like this? Why are you so full of love and warmth that you are overflowing from it, that it spills out of your every pore?

Sukuna can't wrap his head around it. He understands desire. He understands the raw urge of wanting to have something and claim it. But the warmth and selflessness that live in the boy are foreign to him.

When Sukuna desires something or someone, he doesn't ask. He takes.

But the brat is the opposite of that. Itadori Yuuji doesn't take. He gives. When Itadori desires someone, he gives everything he has to that person.

It's foolish.

But that's how Itadori works. And after his memory loss, he sees Sukuna as someone he wants to give his affection to. The boy is fond of him. The boy likes him, maybe even begins to love him.

It explains why he wants to bake for Sukuna. It explains the soft sighs and gentle smiles and the way the brat likes to walk up behind Sukuna and hug him from behind, snuggling against him, face pressing gently against Sukuna's shoulder blades, strong arms holding him tightly, clinging to him as if he never wants to let go again. It explains why the boy looks into his eyes for what seems an eternity, his golden eyes filled with so much warmth.

It means Sukuna's plan is working.

Sukuna exhales loudly. Why is he even wondering about this? It doesn't matter what the brat does, feels, or wants. He is Sukuna's little plaything, a special toy to entertain him. Nothing more.

And as foreign as the concept of this affection is to Sukuna, he can't deny that it has its advantages to be on the receiving end of it.

It's undeniably nice to eat the cookies and cakes the brat bakes for him. And it's definitely comfortable to fall asleep wrapped around a warm body. Sukuna asks himself why he never considered this in his past life. Especially during the cold season, it might have been useful to keep a bed companion.

But then he remembers that none of his past lovers could be trusted. He could have never slept next to them.

The thought makes him laugh grimly. It's ironic. Technically, the brat is a thousand times more dangerous than all of Sukuna's past lovers combined. He is powerful and blessed with superhuman strength. And yet Sukuna knows that Itadori, in his current state, won't try to murder him in his sleep. As unbelievable as it sounds, he's the first one of Sukuna's lovers who isn't a potential threat.

Sukuna snorts and glances at the brat, who is currently asleep in his arms, snuggling against him, his head resting on Sukuna's chest, one arm carelessly thrown over Sukuna's torso. Sukuna smirks as he rests his chin on top of the boy's head. Itadori makes some pleased noise that almost sounds like he's purring.

He really feels very warm to the touch. Comfortable.

For some reason, Sukuna always felt cold during his imprisonment in his domain. He spent a thousand years trapped in a cold cave, and no matter how much fire he conjured in the Malevolent Shrine, it never helped.

Now, he can't even remember what being cold feels like. Not when the brat's warm body is pressing against him every night.

"Kuna! Please watch this movie with me! The sneak peek looks so cool!"

Excited golden eyes beam at Sukuna, and the brat pats the space beside him on the couch.

The corners of Sukuna's lips lift in an amused smirk. The brat is currently discovering his former passion of watching movies again, and of course, he wants to watch them with his boyfriend. That means they are back to watching movies together, just like when they still shared a body.

Or not exactly like when they still shared a body. Because when Sukuna was still trapped inside the brat, he never got tired of complaining about every single movie Itadori enjoyed. Now, he doesn't do that. And he finds that it's actually a lot more relaxing to just be able to focus on the movie instead of constantly talking to annoy the brat.

The truth is that Sukuna had secretly enjoyed many of the movies the boy had watched. The plots of the stories weren't that different from what he remembered from the plays he used to watch in his former life. Drama and bloodshed, sprinkled with a bit of romance here and there. It could be quite entertaining.

And now Sukuna doesn't have to pretend he hates movies anymore. He can just lean back on the comfortable couch and enjoy.

Itadori snuggles against him, rests his head on Sukuna's shoulder, and grabs a handful of popcorn out of the large bowl in Sukuna's lap, munching it loudly while his gaze is glued to the TV screen.

The brat's head on Sukuna's shoulder presses on a nerve, making Sukuna's arm tingle, but the usual dull ache in his chest is silent. And the popcorn tastes quite good. Itadori sprinkled butter and cinnamon sugar over it. Movie nights with the brat don't seem so bad.

"Whoa, the suspense is killing me!"

The brat grabs Sukuna's forearm tightly, and Sukuna laughs.

"You said the same thing the first time you watched this movie."

"Oh? Did I already see it?"

"Yes, before your accident."

The brat's expression turns thoughtful for a moment, and then, to Sukuna's astonishment, he laughs. The boy throws his head back and laughs that annoying, too-loud laugh of his.

"That's actually a positive effect of the memory loss, then! I can watch all my favorite movies again for the first time! That's a dream come true for every movie lover!"

His eyes sparkle happily, and his face is lit up by a bright smile.

Sukuna stares at him for a moment, stricken by the brat's unyielding optimism.

It's foolish, of course, to always see the good in things and people. Itadori is too naive.

And yet...

Sukuna can't help but feel a flicker of respect awaken in him. The brat always gets up again. Regardless of what life throws at him, Itadori Yuuji doesn't back down. He adapts, he keeps going. That is an attitude that makes him strong.

And strength is something Sukuna respects.

The sounds of the TV blare in the background, loud screams and gunshots as the hero gets into another fight. But Sukuna's gaze is only focused on the boy next to him, wondering why and how re-watching an old action movie made him realize for the first time that there is something about his former vessel that he respects.

I am very sorry for the late update. I was on vacation and also pretty busy, so I didn't have the right mindset to work on this story, but I am happy to be back again!! Thank you so much for reading the new chapter!! I hope you like it. They were so domestic in this chapter, and it made me grin so much awww!!

One of my favorite things to write about is when Sukuna gets treated with love and affection, and he doesn't know what to do with it at first because he isn't used to it. I am very, very soft for that, and this is why writing this story makes me very emotional at times. I hope you felt some of it too!

Please let me know what you think. Comments and reblogs would be very sweet.