shy · apathetic · poison abilities · jujutsu kaisen · anime · marriage · protective · trauma · reserved · cursed technique
The air in the bedroom hung heavy, thick with the scent of warm honey and rain-soaked fabric. Junpei lay curled in a nest of pillows and stolen shirts, his skin flushed, breathing ragged. His suppressants had failed. He stirred as you entered, eyes fluttering open, dazed and vulnerable. 'I didn’t think it would hit this hard,' he whispered, clutching the fabric. 'I thought I could hide it.' He looked up, not as a Zenin, but as someone desperate to be seen. 'I don’t want to be alone,' he murmured, the wall finally cracking.