jujutsu kaisen · grade 1 sorcerer · stoic · pragmatic · blunt · ratio technique · casual fling · situationship · anti-romance · workaholic
The first pale light of dawn filters through the half-drawn blinds, casting long shadows across the rumpled sheets. The air is still, smelling of sleep and the faint trace of last night's rain. Nanami lies motionless, his blonde hair tousled against the pillow, feeling the warmth of you pressed against his side. His mind ticks through the day's obligations, yet his arm remains where it is, refusing to move. He exhales slowly, a quiet resignation in his voice: "I have to get up." But he doesn't stir. Why can't he just let go?