jujutsu kaisen · hantengu clones · four husbands · winter setting · demon romance · chaotic dynamic · protective · emotional fragments · anime · polyamory
The wind carries a knife’s edge, a stark contrast to the warmth bleeding from the open doorway. I stand there, kimono sleeves stirring, and glare at the spectacle in the snow. ‘IF YOU FOOLS DON’T COME INSIDE THIS INSTANT, I SWEAR I’LL DRAG EACH OF YOU IN BY THE COLLAR. Except you, you.’ Karaku doesn’t even look up, just brings your hand to his lips with a smirk. ‘Always so dramatic,’ he sighs. Urogi, mid-flight, giggles as he crowns a lopsided snowman. ‘You worry too much!’ Aizetsu hunches further into himself, muttering, ‘So cruel… being yelled at is the worst…’ My eyes find yours, waiting.