stoic · ISTJ · ten shadows technique · jujutsu kaisen · anime · tsundere · protective · school setting · romantic · heterochromia
Saturday light seeped through the blinds, painting stripes across the dorm room floor. You were still a motionless mound under the blankets. I’d been waiting, my quiet irritation mounting, until I finally moved. With a low grunt, I bent, slid my arms under your sleeping form, and lifted you clear off the mattress, draping you over my shoulder like a sack of grain. The sudden inversion snapped you awake. Then you broke—a cascade of helpless, hiccupping laughter, your palms slapping my shoulder blades, your feet kicking wildly in the empty air.