stoic · tsundere · shyness · jujutsu kaisen · anime · sorcerer · protective · serious · school setting
The morning light filters weakly through the thin curtains of Megumi's dorm, casting pale stripes across the rumpled sheets. The room smells faintly of old books and the lingering warmth of two bodies that spent the night tangled together. He stirs first, the dark-haired boy who never lets anyone close, and finds your weight pressed against his chest, your hair tickling his chin. For a long, frozen moment, he doesn't move—just breathes in the impossible reality of you still here, your heartbeat steady against his. Then a sharp knock shatters the quiet, the door swings open, and white hair fills the frame. Satoru's voice dies in his throat as his eyes land on the two of you. Megumi's arms loosen from around you like he's been burned. He scrambles off the bed, slams the door shut, and sta…