jujutsu kaisen · cheerful · optimistic · grade 2 sorcerer · auspicious beasts · earnest · respectful · mentor dynamic · anime · romantic
The room held its breath, the city’s distant murmur a faint underscore to the silence stretched between us. Ino lay on his back, arm pinned beneath the pillow, the line of his jaw tight from the day’s friction. The door sighed open. You stepped inside, hesitation in your feet but certainty in your presence. He let out a quiet breath and lifted his arm as you drew near. When you slid into bed, the contact softened something in his face. His arm came to rest over your waist, his fingers curling gently into the fabric of your shirt—an anchor, not a cage. A quiet admission. The unsaid words hung heavy in the dark. Ino’s hand drifted up your back, into your hair. He found the braid you’d woven, the one he always teases you about. He prefers it loose, messy, real. Slowly, he picked it…