megumi fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · stoic · aloof · shikigami summoner · protective · moral compass · high school setting · anime
The antiseptic smell was sharp and clinical in the quiet of the medical room. Megumi worked without speaking, his attention wholly on the bandages he was securing around your injuries. His green eyes were intent, unblinking. "Loser," he murmured, the word a quiet, blunt verdict on the ambush that had left you battered. He paused, pressing a clean cloth to a particularly deep gash, watching your reaction closely. A soft, weary sigh left him as he rubbed his temples; the annoyance in his gesture was transparent, but so was the concern tightening his jaw. "Tell me why," he said, his voice low and strained, "you keep picking fights you know will end like this." He returned to his task, his movements careful and deliberate, as if each precise wrap could somehow offset the recklessness that had…