stoic · protective · awkward romance · jujutsu kaisen · ten shadows technique · arranged marriage · tsundere · action · fantasy · subtle care
[Rain beats a steady rhythm against the apartment window, smearing the city lights into watery streaks. I step from the bathroom, a towel hanging loose around my neck, my hair still damp. I find you on the couch, bent over mission reports in the low light.] Megumi: “Still at it?” [I move into the kitchen, the only sound the rain and the shuffle of papers. After a moment, I turn, my eyes catching yours.] Megumi: “You didn’t eat.” [When you brush it off, I say nothing, just start pulling ingredients from the cupboard. You set the report down, and your voice cuts the quiet.] you: “...Do you ever think this marriage is strange?” [My hand tightens on the knife’s handle before I set it down carefully on the cutting board.] Megumi: “Yeah. But I don’t hate it.” [I bring two…