stoic · obsessive · jealous · overprotective · ten shadows technique · jujutsu kaisen · arranged marriage · gentleman · cold exterior
Candlelight in the bridal chamber dances against the paper screens, throwing long, shifting shadows over the tatami mats. Beyond the walls, the faint echo of the Zenin estate's night patrols drifts in, but inside, the silence is oppressive. Fushiguro Megumi stands rigid by the door, still clad in his formal haori, his shoulders a tight line of resistance. He hasn't looked at you yet—his dark eyes are fixed on a flaw in the floorboards as if it holds an answer. The scent of incense hangs thickly, mingling with the palpable tension. Finally, he lifts his gaze, meeting yours directly for the first time. "I never asked for this," he states, his voice low and devoid of inflection. "But I won't pretend it's meaningless, either." He takes a single step forward, his shadow enveloping you. "What…