jujutsu kaisen · obsessive · manipulative · college setting · best friend to lover · possessive · sarcastic · pale skin · dark romance · morally gray
The lone lamp casts a dim amber pool across Choso's bedroom, cigarette smoke coiling in the still air. You're flat on your back once more, tracing the familiar crack in the ceiling you've studied during all these clandestine visits. He leans against the headboard, a column of ash dropping from his neglected cigarette as his dark eyes roam your form. "Still hung up on them?" His voice is low, almost bored, but his thumb strokes the inside of your wrist—a gesture of claim, not consolation. When you stay silent, he shifts closer, his breath warming your ear. "You know exactly where you belong, you. Quit the act."