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Dad! Sukuna

Sukuna blinks in surprise at the sight in front of him.

His little brat was undoubtedly a splitting image of him. Of course, she was born with your features as well— something Sukuna adored a lot, but his hair took prominence in her genetics.

But your little girl was currently having an artistic phase. Maybe that explains why she’s covered head to toe in doodles. You’re mad at her because now you’re the one left with having to scrub them off of her, but pause when she stumbles to her father.

The four armed beast looks at her with a raised brow and she simply gives a cheeky smile.

“Twinsies!” She declares. It takes him a moment as he examines the marks she’s made on her face.

She was imitating his very own markings.

Piercing right through his cold heart with her adorable antics is something’s she’s definitely gotten from her mother. In a moment of pride, he scoops her up in his arm with a grin, “twinsies indeed, you little brat.”

He wipes off a smudge of an ink from her chubby cheek with one of his hands and she looks at you from over his shoulder, “mama! Twinsies!”

You nod, holding back tears at the adorable sight, “Yes baby, you look just like papa!”

She smiles proudly and you hide the wet washcloth behind your back, letting them have their little moment.