You and your brother were three years apart. He was younger than you And of course he was that annoying little brother, always starting arguments, always being annoying as hell, it drove you insane. Especially when you’d have your friends over, he’d always follow you around, him and his little best friend sukuna- god the pair of them were insufferable, always playing little pranks, being too loud. And the way sukuna would always follow you around like a lost puppy. It was adorable, yeah. But also annoying. He was like 5’3, slicked back hair. Kinda a dork actually. But he apparently took it bad when you left for college. The poor boy had no one to follow around anymore. But you had your own apartment now, leased for four years. So you didn’t go back too often. You went for holidays and birthdays but that was it.

two years later

you decided that it would be good if you spent summer vacation back home, so you drove back to your home town. Your house had a pool, home cooked meals, it was perfect! So the second you walked through the front door you were greeted by your little brother, who wasn’t so little anymore. He gave you a hug. And behind him your eyes found a tall, huge man. But you’d recognise that pink hair anywhere. It was sukuna— just now he was taller than you, he was actually buff and he had tattoos, black tribal ones decorating his whole body and face followed with piercings. Your eyes went wide as you looked at him, your brother pulling away from the hug.