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When Yuuji saw that name on his wrist the morning he turned sixteen, he was beyond shocked. The pinket had to rub at his eyes and look again, wondering if he was still dreaming.
Yeah, nope. It was real alright, and it was staring back at him with all its curvy form.
A new phenomenon started happening a hundred years back, after the reveal of Curses and Sorcerers and that was the appearance of Soulmates.
One would know who their soulmates were by the appearance of their first name being tattooed on their arms or wrists. It was a jackpot if one were to find their Soulmate in their short life. Some who didn't just married others, but in the end, they weren't complete.
It was said that a Soulmate was your other half granted to you by the gods themselves, and that once together, happiness is their reward. But honestly, Yuuji doubted that. The name on his wrist made him doubt if the Soulmate thing was a curse or blessing.
Sukuna. That was the name body written on his left wrist with black.
His Soulmate was the fucking King of Curses. The one who destroyed 60% of the human population just because he was bored.
Yuuji honestly felt like he was cursed. First, he was orphaned in the most tragic way, then his parents and grandfather's lawyers branded together to steal their money, leaving Yuuji with nothing and making him to start living on the streets, and now this?
The Universe sure hated him, huh.
After his break down, Yuuji began to hide his Mark with dirty bandages.
It wasn't like he was ashamed about his Soulmate. It was the contrary. Yuuji always had this mentality that he deserved nothing good and he deserved to suffer. He had done horrible things to survive, things he wasn't proud of. He knew if he went to Sukuna, the King would give him what he wanted: a home and comfort, because although cruel and merciless, Sukuna protected his own.
Or that was what the whispers said.
It just took a year, one measly year, for Sukuna to find him. How Yuuji thought he'd escape from his fate was honestly amusing.
Garnet eyes stared up at the three meters giant, who gazed down at him with four red eyes and a vocked brow, the upper set of his arms folded.
Yuuji fidgeted under his gaze, his cheeks lighting up with a blush of shame at his dirty appearance. He flinched back when Sukuna tried to reach out for him, making the King pause.
The appearance of Sukuna had gathered a crowd, both human and Curse which watched what was happening in curiosity and fear.
Sukuna heaved a sigh before he outstretched his hand to the side and opened a portal, which showed and led to a beautiful garden. "Get in, brat."
Yuuji opened his mouth to object, his brows already furrowed, but he shook his head internally against it and just did as ordered. Once he was on the other side, he marveled at the shrine and how beautiful its surroundings were.
Sukuna walked through and Yuuji moved back quickly, keeping a wide breadth between the two of them. The King stared down at him with a blank look, making Yuuji to go tense.
"What?" The teen spat out, glaring at Sukuna.
The corner of Sukuna's lips twitched in amusement. Right now, the kid looked like a kitten with its hackles raised. The King pocketed his upper hands into his kimono sleeves and began to walk away. "Take care of him, Uraume."
Said servant gave a bow and replied, "Yes, Ryoumen sama."
And that was how Yuuji started living in the infamous Shirine of the King of Curses. To be sincere, he expected to see grizzly sights such as corpses dangling on ropes on ever corner if the shrine, or better still, abhorrent and nughtmarish Curses walking about. Instead, it was... normal - well, as normal as it could be.
Yuuji was assigned two servants, Nobara and Eso - a human and a Curse, respectively. Yuuji sure as hell didn't need them and could take care of himself, but in the words of Sukuna,
"You're my Soulmate, brat."
And that was that. Seriously.
Yuuji just sweatdropped when the King didn't elaborate and just kept drinking his sake.
As one who just couldn't stay idle on his ass, Yuuji started helping around, to the horror of the Shrine's servants. Sukuna just let him be, watching with amusement as they tend to lose their minds when Yuuji got on his hands and knees to do anything.
It took a while for the two Soulmates to start conversing like two sane people. It was mostly filled with banters and Yuuji trying hard not to desperately end Sukuna. Everyone just watched in the background when they start their usual arguments with deadpanned expressions.
They really argued like a married couple going through marital crises.
Sukuna finally had enough of the brat's cheekiness and did what he should have done a long time ago: he fucked that teen to oblivion. He had Yuuji moaning, gasping, squealing and begging on his cocks within the span of minutes. Once he was done, Yuuji looked so out of it as he stared at the ceiling, his body twitching and his gaping pussy overflowing with Sukuna's cum which dribbled down unto the futon. The King just smoked his Kiseru with a wide smirk, pleased with himself.