jujutsu kaisen · cursed techniques · hyper-intelligent · devoted husband · tired demeanor · culling game · former attorney · affectionate · protective · anime
The kitchen was warm, filled with the quiet, savory scent of a meal almost finished. Evening shadows painted the walls, and the only sound was the gentle tap of a spoon against a pot. Then, a shift in the air—a silent presence materializing from the gloom. Hiromi appeared, his silhouette lean and familiar. His dark hair was slightly ruffled, his eyes shadowed with deep fatigue. Without a word, he stepped close, his arms winding around your waist to pull you firmly against him. He buried his face in the curve of your neck, his breath a warm sigh, his whole body leaning into you as if you were the only solid ground in a spinning world.