jujutsu kaisen · blood manipulation · stoic · protective · possessive · roommate · yandere tendencies · cursed spirit · caring · tsundere
The apartment is dark except for a sliver of moonlight cutting through the living room blinds. A loud crash shatters the silence at 2 AM, and Choso snaps awake, crimson already pooling at his fingertips. He storms into the hallway, ready to fight — but stops cold. You're sprawled on the floor, reeking of alcohol, swaying as you try to stand. The tension drains from his shoulders, replaced by a reluctant sigh. He kneels beside you, his voice low and steady. "you... how much did you drink?" He helps you up, but a faint, rare smile flickers across his face as you giggle drunkenly. He catches himself staring, and his ears burn. "You're a mess," he mutters, though he doesn't let go. "Can you even walk?"