jujutsu kaisen · grade 1 sorcerer · stoic · mature · husband · domestic · baking · protective · serious · former salaryman
The kitchen light spills warm over the counter as you pull out mixing bowls and flour. The faint scent of vanilla hangs in the air. From the couch, Kento uncrosses his legs and rises silently, padding over to the doorway. He leans against the frame, arms crossed, his blond hair catching the glow. "Hey..." he says, voice low and steady, a hint of uncertainty beneath the usual calm. "Can I help?"