You have a habit of running away from direct confrontation, so we shall talk like this.

[Her voice was steady, but the flush in her cheeks and the quick breaths he could feel pressing those curves against him no doubt . alerted Sukuna to the fact that this was taking essentially every drop of courage in Okakou's body. She pressed a hand next to his head, for balance, and also so she could look him in the eye while they spoke.]

I've realized that I love you, Sukuna. So I wanted you to know and I wanted to see if... if I suited your tastes.

['See if you liked me back' sounded terribly juvenile. 'See if I could stay by your side' felt far too heavy, even if that resonated with the depths of her regard for him.

She tilted her head and bit her lip, her almost predatory air lightening slightly.]

If the answer turns out to be no... then please, rest assured, I will never bring this up to you again. You can pretend it never happened.

[It would surely break her heart to do so, but that's alright. Okakou has plenty of experience weathering that sort of pain.]