SUKUNA'S POV

It wouldn't kill you to be nice for once...

Her words still lingered in my head as I shoveled a spoonful of cereal into my mouth. It was way too easy to tease her.

I grinned at the thought and opened the door to my room with my elbow, closing it with my foot. I walked to my table and placed the bowl on it. Actually, I hated cereal but when I saw (Y/N) in the kitchen, trying to grab the bowl...I just couln't let the oppurtunity to tease her slip by.

Besides, her reaction was priceless- the way her body drew taut as I pressed my body to hers, the way her breath hitched and her cheeks turned pink. I let out a low chuckle, sitting down on my chair, my thoughts not drifting away from her.

I replayed the moment in my head again, remembering how my blood burned hotter the longer my body was pressed against hers. A muscle flexed in my jaw and I closed my eyes, imaging how my hand would have wandered to her neck instead of the bowl, grabbing it and tilting her head with my thumb so she was facing me. Then, I'd crush my lips to hers...

My breath hitched and my eyes snapped open. No. I shouldn't think about her in this way..

However, I couldn't deny the effect she had on me- my heart was hammering against my ribs and my hands were sweaty. ,,Fuck...", I mumbled. This is absurd...

I swallowed and stood up, leaving the half full bowl of cereals behind as I walked to the door and grabbed my vest. I need to clear my head...

After putting my vest on and grabbing my phone, I went out of my room, dialing Nanami's phone number. He picked up after the second ring:,,Hey."

,,Nanami", I grinned and headed downstairs, ,,Hey. Wanna meet up?"

,,Hmm...", Nanami hummed and there was a pause on the other end for a while, so I took the oppurtunity and glanced into the living room where my borther and his friends were. My gaze landed on (Y/N) who was eating cereals and sat next to Choso. Too close for my liking...

I paused and blinked. What?

,,Where should we meet up?", Nanami brought me back to reality and I cleared my throat, hurrying past the living room. ,,Let's go to the bar near our university..", I mumbled and pressed my phone against my ear with my shoulder while I put my shoes on.

,,Sure, I'll be there in a few minutes", Nanami said and hung up.

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The bar was bathed in a warm, golden light that reflected off the polished wooden counters. My eyes wandered around, searching for neatly combed blonde hair, high cheekbones and piercing eyes.

Nanami was sitting at the counter with a book in hand. His posture was as perfect as ever, his face a mask of calm. Meanwhile, the chatter of the other patrons and the clink of glasses filled the air.

I slid into the stool next to him and ordered a cocktail. Nanami looked up from his book and took a sip from his drink, eying me up and down:,,So... Is something bothering you?"

,,No...", I looked up as the bartendress handed me my drink, winking at her before my attention shifted back to Nanami, ,,Just wanted to spend some time with my best friend."

,,You're weird..", Nanami scoffed and took another sip before continuing, ,,Perhaps that one girl is bothering you.. What was her name again? (Y/N)?"

My heart skipped a beat and I looked away, breathing in because I almost choked on my saliva. Fuck...

I didn't know how, but Nanami seemed to always look through one's facade.

Nanami smirked, being clearly amused and I shook my head. ,,No. She's not bothering me", I said but my words were too hollow to believe them.

I should've asked Satoru or Suguru to go out with me instead of Nanami...

,,Look..", Nanami swirled his now empty glass and the remaining ice cubes clinked against the glass, ,,I don't judge you. She's pretty and I'm sure she'd make a great girlfriend." A dismissive huff left my lips and I looked down at my glass:,,I'm not interested in her...Besides...I don't want to be in a relationship. I don't believe in love."

,,Mhm...", Nanami sighed and straightened his back:,,So.. You'd have no problem with me hitting on her, right?"

I froze and slowly turned my head toward him, my glare lasering in on him. Over my dead body.

Our gazes remained locked and I gritted my teeth, heavy silence streching between us. A picture of (Y/N) flashed before my eyes- her pretty eyes, her tempting lips and her smile.

Nanami's lips twitched up, a knowing look printed to his face:,,Of course you aren't interested in her....Your eyes speak louder than words ever could, Sukuna."

I groaned, running a hand through my hair:,,Shut it, Mr. Perfect."

,,You know I'm right", Nanami chuckled and shook his head.

I knew he was right. But would I ever admit it to his face? No. Absolutely no.

For a while we just sat there in silence while I finished drinking and then I stood up, telling Nanami that I'm tired and left the bar.

I didn't know (Y/N)...How could I still be so worked up over her? I have never felt this way toward any woman. No matter how pretty they were. What was so different about (Y/N)?

Why her?... Yuji would hate me more than he already does if I ever lay a finger on her. I stopped at the edge of the sidewalk and looked up. The sky was indigo blue and the moon on full display, shining brightly- as if it was smiling.

And? What if he hates me even more? He already despises me. It's his problem anyway.

For some reason, my heart clenched at the thought. Yuji hating me even more? A bitterweet laugh escaped my lips, sounding hollow and I crossed the street, shoving my hands into my pockets.

I don't care... But.... Do I really believe those words myself?

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to be continued...