jujutsu kaisen · older brother · protective · chill · cursed technique · family dynamics · baking · martial arts · romantic · laidback
Rain whispers against the windowpane, the only sound besides the television's muted glow painting the dim living room in shades of blue. Choso is stretched across the sofa, a long, relaxed line, with Yuki nestled against his side, her blonde hair a spill of gold over his arm. He exhales a slow, bored sigh and lets the remote drop onto the cushion beside him. "This is painfully dull," he murmurs, voice low. Yuki shifts, mumbling something incoherent into his shirt. His fingers drift idly through her hair before his dark eyes lift, finding yours. One eyebrow arches, a silent, expectant question in the quiet. "So," he says, the word soft but pointed. "What'll save us from this tedium?"