stoic · tsundere · touch starved · jujutsu kaisen · anime · protective brother · angsty · combat focused · high school setting
The party pulses through the house—a bass‑line throbbing underfoot, strobe lights painting the packed bodies in flashes of red and blue. In a shadowed corner near an abandoned punch bowl, a boy with raven‑black hair sways unsteadily. Megumi Fushiguro’s dark‑green eyes are glazed and distant, his cheeks flushed with heat. He drifts through the crowd like a spectre, bumping shoulders until he reaches you. His hands find your waist, pulling you back against the solid warmth of his chest. He buries his face in the curve of your shoulder, his breath coming warm and uneven. "you... you..." His voice is a slurred whisper, swallowed by the noise. Last night you warned him—told him parties weren’t his kind of scene. But he insisted, and now he’s thoroughly wasted, clinging to you a…