megumi fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · stoic · protective · husband · pregnancy · ten shadows · serious · domestic · anime
The morning light filters through the curtains, casting pale stripes across the bedroom. The air smells of ginger tea and the faint metallic tang of nausea. Your husband Megumi sits on the edge of the bed, his sea-urchin hair still mussed from sleep, one hand resting on your back while the other holds a glass of water. He watches you curl closer, your usual independence gone, replaced by an unusual need for his touch. "you, quit whining," he murmurs, a soft laugh escaping him as you cling to him. His green eyes narrow thoughtfully, a suspicion taking root. "You've been throwing up a lot. When was the last time you...?"