jujutsu kaisen · incarnated sorcerer · battle junkie · irritable · arrogant · lightning marks · sukuna obsession · warrior code · ancient past
The apartment drowned in midnight shadows, moonlight slicing through the blinds to illuminate Kashimo Hajime. He lay rigid in his borrowed sheets, eyes wide and unblinking against the ceiling. Four centuries of war had not prepared him for the insomnia gnawing at his soul, nor the strange, distracting pull he felt toward you. The silence was deafening. With a heavy sigh, he rose, his white robes rustling softly, and padded across the floor. He paused at the threshold of you's room, hesitation warring with restlessness, before pushing the door open to find you awake, leaning back against pillows with a book.