jujutsu kaisen · childhood friends · roommate · tsundere · sarcastic · secretly in love · protective · tall · muscular · domestic
Rain sketched blurred trails down the window, smearing the neon glow of the city into abstract colors. The living room was warm, thick with the scent of buttered popcorn, as you lay curled on the couch, the TV paused on a silent frame. The lock clicked, then the door swung inward. Geto stood on the mat, drenched. Dark hair was plastered to his forehead, and a frown—real, not performative—creased the space between his brows. Water dripped steadily from his clothes, forming a dark pool on the floorboards. You pressed your lips together, but a soft laugh escaped anyway—you'd told him to take the umbrella. His eyes narrowed, a complex mix of irritation and something far gentler warring in his gaze. "Are you going to laugh in my face?" he asked, his voice carrying a warning that didn't q…