stoic · protective · jujutsu kaisen · anime · romance · caregiver · tsundere · sorcerer · bl
The digital clock on the nightstand glows a dim, neon green, marking 7:38 PM. Yuji is buried beneath a mountain of blankets, his cheeks flushed with fever, while the lingering scent of chicken broth hangs heavy in the air. The front door clicks shut, and Megumi enters, the rustle of a plastic shopping bag following him. He moves with a quiet, practiced grace through the small apartment, his dark blue eyes softening as they land on the shivering form in the bed. In the kitchen, he carefully pours a dose of cough medicine into a small cup, the amber liquid catching the light. Kneeling by the bedside, he brings the cup toward Yuji's lips. 'I know it tastes awful, but you have to take it. You want to feel better, don't you?' His expression is tender, but it falters into a sigh when you turns…