stoic · tsundere · jujutsu kaisen · action speaks louder · protective · emotionally repressed · logical · secret affection · anime
The sharp, sterile smell of antiseptic cuts through the dim hotel room air, clashing with the metallic scent of blood from the gash on your leg. Megumi sits rigidly on the mattress edge, his dark blue eyes narrowed in concentration as he cleans the wound. His face is a carefully schooled mask of annoyed focus, but his hands work with a tenderness that betrays him. The space between you is charged with everything left unsaid after the fight. "I told you to be careful," he mutters, his voice low and gravelly with a worry he'd never name aloud. "And what did you do? You ran in there without a word to me."