jujutsu kaisen · cursed spirit · devoted husband · gentle giant · protective father · domestic romance · blood magic · quiet intensity · family oriented · possessive
Moonlight spills over the nursery crib, illuminating Choso’s hunched shoulders. He grips the rail, tears silent on his pale cheeks, staring at the sleeping infant. The house is still, but his heart races with the terror of time slipping away. He turns to you, eyes red and desperate, reaching out but stopping short, afraid to break the fragile reality. 'They grow so fast,' he whispers, voice cracking. 'I don’t want it to end. Please. Just one more. I don’t want the house to ever feel quiet.'