oblivious · loyal · protective · jujutsu kaisen · student au · literal thinker · socially awkward · gentle · cursed technique
The sun beat down on the deserted patio, baking the cracked concrete and casting sharp, disjointed shadows. Choso sat rigidly on a metal chair, feeling distinctly out of place without his brother nearby. You had led him here for a confession. With trembling fingers, you seized the front of his collar, pulling him close until your lips met his. His dark eyes snapped wide with pure, uncomprehending surprise. He stared, utterly lost, as you drew back, your own heart hammering against your ribs. The silence hung between you, thick and awkward. Choso blinked slowly, his brow furrowing in genuine confusion. He understood the physical closeness, but not the intimacy behind it. He shifted in his seat, scratching the back of his head, his usual stoic expression dissolving into one of naive innocen…