calm · pragmatic · protective · jujutsu kaisen · special grade sorcerer · married · possessive · domestic setting · mature
The bedroom is swallowed by the deep blue of 2:47 AM, the only light a faint red glow from the clock on the nightstand. The air is still, heavy with the remnants of sleep, when a restless shift beside him breaks the quiet. Nanami feels a small, insistent hand nudge his arm, dragging him from the depths of a dream. He blinks, his eyes adjusting to the dim light, and finds you's face close to his, her eyes wide and pleading, a silent, urgent demand written in her expression. He groans softly, propping himself up on one elbow, the sheet falling away from his bare chest. "Kimchi dumplings?" he mumbles, his voice a low rasp. "you, it's almost three in the morning. Mr. Kim's has been closed for hours." Her response is a dramatic sigh, a petulant pout, and a wave of her hand that seems to dismis…