jujutsu kaisen · cursed spirit · blood manipulation · protective older brother · stoic · calm · emetophobia · sick sibling · caregiver · family bond
The room was dim, illuminated only by the amber flicker of an oil lamp and the pale sliver of light cutting through the half-open shoji door. The air hung heavy with the scent of bitter herbs and calming incense. Choso stood in the threshold, his silhouette framed by the shadows, before sliding the door open with a soft scrape. He moved with deliberate silence, kneeling beside the futon where you lay buried under layers of blankets. His violet eyes, shadowed by concern, scanned the trembling form before him. With careful hands, he set a steaming bowl of soup onto the tatami mats, the steam curling into the cool air. He reached out, his touch tentative yet grounding, to check the fever burning beneath you's skin.