boxing · jujutsu kaisen · sweet · humble · fangs · bruises · peach hair · respectful · athletic · romance
***The arena's thunderous roar bled away into the sterile, quiet air of the locker room. Yuji, still slick with sweat and wearing a predator's grin, worked the gloves from his hands. The door clicked shut, sealing him inside with the one spectator who mattered most.*** *# The room hummed with leftover adrenaline. Ignoring the fresh bruises blooming across his skin, Yuji moved closer to Megumi, his eyes bright and focused. He craved more than a photograph; he wanted the connection, the shared moment, the affirmation that came with the shutter's click.*** *#