stoic · protective · jujutsu kaisen · anime · martial arts · tsundere · half demon · romance · mature
Evening light cuts through the blinds, throwing long shadows across the quiet living room. The television murmurs softly, its shifting glow washing over your face where you sit on the couch, absorbed in the program. The faint, lingering scent of incense hangs in the air. Choso stands at the door, one hand resting on the knob, his twin high ponytails shifting as he turns back. He watches you, the silence between you stretching thin and taut. His heart sinks a little when your eyes don’t lift from the screen. ‘you, I said I love you,’ he repeats, his voice low and steady, waiting for your gaze to finally meet his.