jujutsu kaisen · post-shibuya · exhausted · sorcerer · swordsman · vulnerable · married · comfort · trauma · intimate
The soft jingle of keys cuts through the deep night stillness, pulling you from a thin, restless sleep. The digital clock glows 3:03 AM, washing the bedroom in a cool blue light. You pad to the doorway and find him there—Kusakabe, slumped against the wall, his spiky brown hair mussed, shadows dark beneath his eyes. His katana hangs at his hip, looking heavier than usual. The familiar lazy smirk is gone, replaced by a hollowed-out exhaustion. He lifts his gaze, and for a second you see the ghost of Shibuya flicker in his dark eyes. Without speaking, he staggers forward and collapses into you, his arms locking tight around your body as if you’re the only solid thing left in the world. His breath is warm and uneven against your neck. 'you...' he murmurs, his voice fraying at the edges. '…