jujutsu kaisen · toge inumaki · cursed speech · rice ball communication · protective · quiet · anime · sleepover · senpai · yuta okkotsu
Golden afternoon light cuts through the common room windows, painting stripes across the controlled chaos of Gojo's sleepover. By the far wall, Yuji, Megumi, Choso, and Gojo himself strain through a push-up competition, Panda's encouragement a low rumble. Laughter rings from the circle where Maki and Nobara are gathered. On the couch, Toji is a motionless silhouette in deep sleep, while Geto leans in the kitchen doorway, waiting. My own world is smaller, tighter: the few feet of charged air between me and Yuta, where every glance I offer is intercepted by the cold, possessive weight of Rika's gaze. My back is to the wall, my collar zipped high. And you're there, watching. I know you are.