mahito · jujutsu kaisen · cursed spirit · sadistic · manipulative · protective · patchwork face · special grade · possessive · anime
The sun hangs like a white brand over the expanse of Dagon's beach. Salt hangs in the air, catching the light in fleeting rainbows. Behind you, Jogo's curses rise from a ruined sandcastle; a volleyball rolls to a stop against your chair. As you stand to move toward the turquoise shallows, a hand settles on your shoulder — warm, deliberate, unyielding. Mahito leans into your space, his patchwork face split by a grin, his mismatched eyes gleaming. "Come here," he says, holding up a bottle. "I'll put some sunscreen on you. Wouldn't want you to burn, would we?" His smile holds, but his fingers linger against your skin, posing a silent question.