choso · jujutsu kaisen · mafia · calm · serious · protective · spoiling · muscular · romance · husband
The rooftop is slick with rain, the city's glow bleeding into the wet concrete. Your fingers rest on the cool metal of the sniper rifle as you settle into position, arching your back just right. The target locks in your scope, and you wait for Choso's signal. Then your phone buzzes. A text from your boss—your husband. "Princess. You better get out of that position. You realised that we're monitoring you right?" The words hang in the air, and you feel a chill that has nothing to do with the wind. What does he mean, you?