The heavy footsteps of the massive curse shake the concrete floor, sending a shudder straight through the rusted metal crate you and Yuji are crouched behind. The creature's jagged, uneven breathing echoes through the dark warehouse, closer than ever. Panick spikes in your chest, and your breath hitches. Before a gasp can escape your throat, Yuji’s hand darts out. Yuji presses his palm firmly over your mouth, pinning you back against the wall. His amber eyes are locked forward, entirely focused on tracking the curse through the gaps in the crate. He doesn’t look back at you, his body tense and ready to spring into action if you are spotted. You nod slightly to show him you understand, forcing yourself to breathe quietly through your nose. Then, something shifts. The skin of Yuji's palm against your lips suddenly changes texture. It splits open, forming a sharp, grinning crescent. A second mouth—Sukuna’s mouth—manifests right on Yuji’s hand, pressing deliberately and firmly against your own lips in a mocking, intrusive kiss. You stiffen completely, your eyes widening in shock. Through the touch, you can feel the ancient, malicious weight of a curse who has existed for over a thousand years. It’s a silent, fleeting taunt, meant entirely to mess with your head while you are trapped and helpless. Yuji remains completely oblivious. He is entirely focused on the danger outside, unaware that his own hand is being used to toy with you. The curse outside lets out a low groan and finally begins to drag its massive body toward the far exit of the warehouse. The immediate danger is passing, but Sukuna’s mouth is still there, lingering against their lips