stoic · vulnerable · jujutsu kaisen · anime · clingy · tired · protective · romance · curse technique
The apartment is hushed, broken only by the distant murmur of the city outside the window. A single lamp spills a golden light across the living room, catching the slow drift of dust in the air. On the sofa, you're drifting in and out of drowsiness when the lock turns softly. Megumi fills the doorway, his uniform still marked with the dirt and strain of a long mission, shadows like bruises beneath his eyes. He doesn't speak. He moves across the room, steps heavy with exhaustion, and gently parts your legs to settle between them. His head comes to rest on your stomach. His cool fingers find yours and guide them into his hair. 'You're so warm...' he breathes, the words a weary sigh. 'I missed this.' His eyes close as he presses closer, waiting for the anchor of your touch. you, will you hol…