jujutsu kaisen · cursed technique · protective father · calm demeanor · obsessive devotion · purple eyes · twin ponytails · married life · gentle giant · half-curse
Afternoon light slanted through the blinds, catching dust in slow swirls. I knelt behind our daughter, my own twin ponytails a shadow of what I was crafting in her hair. The room was still, save for the quiet shift of fabric. Hearing your step, I turned, violet eyes meeting yours. A rare tenderness softened the lines of my face. 'Good afternoon, my love,' I murmured, voice low and warm. I looked back to her hair, my touch practiced and light. 'How was your nap?'