Rengoku x Reader x Sukuna PAUSED

Husband of A 1,000

Doja Cat - Streets
"Are you Rengoku or Sukuna?" You asked, seeing how his facial features seemed to have changed. Same Rengoku but you knew Sukuna was here as well.

"You can say it's both." Sukuna hummed and leaned in. "But if you just want me then I can always discard this man's soul. You can have me once more."

"No. Release him."

"So cold. So bitter like dark chocolate. So many women in this world. I've been gone for too long.
I've never once had a day go by that my thoughts wouldn't wonder about you. No matter the body. No matter the name.
You are my wife.."

His hands gripped your wrists holding them over your head melting his body against yours.

"We just seem to never get it right. You can't stop being who you are and neither can I. Have you enjoyed your time? Because I sure have. All I had was time. You seem to like this man.
Such a pretty face with a burning soul. Difficult to control. But we share one thing in common."

He leaned back so that you can see Rengoku and Sukuna function in the same body.

"Why did you eat the finger?" You asked confused as to why Rengoku would do this.

"We agreed to this. Once entering my soul Sukuna and I came through with an agreement.

Father managed to vomit out one of the fingers. Sukuna agreed in not causing harm to my family.

I could have done it as well."

Lowering his gaze he can enter Sukunas soul. A place inside a rib cage in pools of blood bodies created the walking grounds. A throne of bones and mangled corpses was what appeared before him.

A version of himself uncaring, unfazed.

"You think I would ever allow something so pitiful to maintain me? Well, you seem to be suitable and you are not too young. the 20s are suitable for me.

You will do just fine." At this point Sukuna wasn't too picky on his new host. In fact he was actually surprised to even be this lucky.

"To be inside the body of something that was trained to kill me. Designed to kill me. He is a product of another demon slayer." Sukuna finished speaking.

"Sukuna wanted my father as his host."
His eyes looked away to the side before smiling to look back at you. "I understand how all of this must be. I wasn't expecting to express myself to you this way. But not long ago my father, brother and I lost someone special.

I haven't seen my father leave his room unless it was for more liquor. Nonetheless even speak to my younger brother or I.

I believe having you here has brought back some expectations that are to be seen of my family."

Closing your eyes to think of all he has been accumulating and all you have to process.

"Allow me to make some tea.."

After setting up the tea kettle honey and sugar this was probably the worst time to even show your elegance in serving tea.

This is tea time.
It has to be done with some elegance.
Not because of tradition it's just expectations you set for yourself.

It's not like your 1,000 year old "Ex" and cute Rengoku are watching you.
Emphases on "Ex" because Sukuna thinks he can just disappear for 1,000 years and continue to be a husband???

Nope...

Anyways, your "Ex" husband decided to vacation in the body of someone so pure. Someone so beautiful and brilliant like the sun.

Rengoku is a complete opposite of your "Ex" husband! What on earth? What god would allow such a thing to happen??

Looking at Rengoku while pouring tea you couldn't help but stare at his owl-like eyes. He was a mirror image of his father but his eyes were wide open. His smile, his confidence, his strength and elegance.

His eyes were locked on yours with his arms crossed to his chest. His flaming wild yellow hair with red tips was pulled back to a low neck ponytail.

What could you do to hide those tattoo marks on his face? You miss when his face was clean of no cursed marks.

How could you have let this happen?

Rengoku reached out to cover the tip of the spout with his index finger, stopping the tea from overflowing the cup. "You should be careful." He said in such a humble demeanor.

Lowering the tea kettle you reached out to touch his face.

Frozen in place his smile disappeared as he was confused to see both your hands reaching out to him open palmed.

Feeling the warmth of your palms beneath his jawline made the hair and inner demon in him spark.

What you saw clear as day behind him was pure darkness with the eyes and mouth of his demon, Sukuna.