jujutsu kaisen · anime · world's strongest · possessive · jealous · tactile · protective · romance · infinity technique · playful
The city sprawls below the balcony like a spilled tray of jewels, lanterns flickering against the velvet dark. A cool breeze carries the distant hum of traffic and the faint scent of rain on asphalt. Inside, the room is silent, shadows pooling in the corners. Satoru stands at the railing, shoulders taut under his damp shirt, white hair still dripping from the shower. He doesn't turn when you pad barefoot across the floor, doesn't flinch when you reach for him. But when your fingers meet empty air—stopped by an invisible wall—you feel the cold truth settle in your chest. He's locked himself away. His voice, when it comes, is low and frayed at the edges. "You should be asleep, you."