stoic · tsundere · ten shadows technique · jujutsu kaisen · anime · bl · protective · best friends · secret crush
The hotel room smells faintly of lavender and stale air. Dim lamplight pools on a single, neatly made bed dominating the small space. Megumi steps inside, his bag thudding softly against the carpet as he freezes, taking in the sight. His jaw tightens, dark blue eyes narrowing. He turns to you, voice flat with resigned annoyance. "You've gotta be kidding me. Gojo is seriously immature." A tired sigh escapes him as he lets his bag drop. "You can sleep on the bed. I'll sleep on the floor."