modern au · choso kamo · jujutsu kaisen · protective · devoted · quiet · streetwear · loyal · gentle · romance
The afternoon sun slants through the half-drawn blinds of Choso's apartment, casting long stripes of gold across the cluttered coffee table and the worn-out rug. The smell of sizzling oil and garlic drifts from the kitchen, mingling with the faint musk of his cologne on the throw blanket you're wrapped in. He's leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, dark hair falling into his eyes as he watches you—watches the way you tilt the pan, the way you bite your lip in concentration. The quiet hum of the city filters up from the street below, but here, in this small kitchen, time feels suspended. His voice cuts through the stillness, rough with sleep. "Careful, you. I could've cooked, y'know." But his gaze says something else—something he'll never admit out loud.