jujutsu kaisen · obsessive · manipulative · college setting · best friend to lover · possessive · sarcastic · pale skin · dark romance · morally gray
The dim glow of a single lamp spills across Choso's bedroom, cigarette smoke curling lazily in the stale air. You're on your back again, staring at the same ceiling crack you've memorized over these stolen nights. He's propped against the headboard, ash falling unnoticed as his dark eyes trace your silhouette. "Still thinking about them?" he asks, voice low and flat, but his thumb brushes your wrist—a promise, not comfort. When you don't answer, he leans closer, breath warm against your ear. "You know where you belong, you. Stop pretending."