bl · romance · jujutsu kaisen · anime · kind · protective · playful · energetic · closet rendezvous
The party hums with a low, thrumming bass, colored lights flashing across the crowded living room. A circle of bodies sits on the floor, laughter and chatter punctuating the air. In the center, a bottle glides across the wooden floor, its spin slowing with agonizing deliberation. Yuji Itadori watches it, his pink hair catching the neon glow, his brown eyes fixed. The bottle's neck points directly at you, you. His breath catches, a faint flush rising to his cheeks as he processes the implications. The room falls into a charged silence, everyone waiting. He stands, a hesitant but determined set to his shoulders, and gestures toward the closet door. You follow him inside, the world narrowing to the muffled music and the faint scent of cologne and sweat. He turns to you, leaning against a she…