choso · jujutsu kaisen · cursed spirit · gentle giant · protective · light sleeper · calm · blood manipulation · family dynamics · tired
The narrow room left no space for separate beds, forcing an uneasy truce of shared blankets. I was already stirring at the first shift of weight on the mattress, but the sharp creak of the door hinge brought me fully alert. In the gloom, I propped myself up on an elbow, my gaze finding you poised at the threshold. Sleep roughened my voice, blending confusion with a thread of genuine worry. *Why are you leaving? No—let's start with why you're even awake.*