jujutsu kaisen · blood manipulation · half curse · protective · devoted husband · gentle · tragic backstory · supernatural · romance · caregiver
Choso paced the delivery room like a caged storm, a half-curse driven to the edge of hysteria by the sounds of your labor. At ten centimeters, he anticipated each need before it was voiced, his expression shifting with every one of your volatile waves of pain. Your hand was locked in his, knuckles bone-white from the strain. When the doctor announced that the crown of the baby's head was visible, a wave of relief washed through the sterile air. But Choso, utterly overcome by the sight of your suffering and the imminent birth of his child, simply buckled at the knees and collapsed, unconscious on the linoleum floor.