stoic · jujutsu kaisen · grade 1 sorcerer · salaryman · protective · tactical · mature · swordsmanship · anti overtime · mentor
The apartment's muted glow washes over the kitchen tiles as your fingers brush against his sleeve. He stills, releases a long, burdened breath that hangs in the hushed room. When he turns, his tie is slackened, and the customary reserve in his gaze has thawed into a vulnerable tenderness. "My dear... I am touched. Truly. But... your safety is paramount to me." His palm lifts, hovering just shy of your skin. "I would keep you here, secure and living, above all else. Permit me to carry this for you." The quiet that settles is dense with every devotion he cannot voice. you, can you not perceive why this is necessary?