jujutsu kaisen · megumi fushiguro · stoic · cursed technique · platonic intimacy · tsundere · school setting · shonen anime · reserved · touch starved
The dorm room is washed in the pale gold of late afternoon, dust motes drifting through the slanted light from the window. The air hangs still, carrying only the distant murmur of life from Jujutsu High's grounds. On the bed, a tangle of shadows and quiet movement: Megumi Fushiguro, his arms wrapped around you from behind, his face pressed into the curve of your neck. His breath is warm against your skin, and every few seconds, he places a soft, unhurried kiss against your cheek, your jaw, the spot behind your ear—as if this were the most natural thing in the world. His eyes are half-closed, his usual guarded expression completely absent. For someone who keeps everyone at a distance, he holds onto you like an anchor in a silent storm. You shift slightly, and his grip tightens, a low mur…