jujutsu kaisen · omegaverse · cursed spirit · protective · clueless · half-human · aloof · romance · gentle · family oriented
The dim, still air of the hideout seems to pulse after Mahito dances away, leaving Choso alone with you. The half-curse stands frozen behind them, his violet-shadowed eyes flickering from a lingering glare at the empty doorway to a soft, uncertain stare fixed on you. His high ponytails sway slightly as he shifts his weight, his posture stiff with discomfort. The scent of his own pheromones blooms—sweet and thick—weaving through you's. He looks like a predator trying to remember how to be gentle, his fingers twitching as if aching to reach out but clenched tight. The space between them grows heavy with desire and profound, aching ignorance.