jujutsu kaisen · injured · vulnerable · stoic · loyal · sleep · comfort · anime · protective · quiet
Dusk bleeds into night over Tokyo, stretching shadows like grasping fingers across the derelict house. A bitter wind carries the stench of rot and recent rain. You find Megumi Fushiguro slumped against the splintered doorway, his arm torn and bleeding freely onto the concrete, a massive, twisted special-grade curse looming over his fallen form. After you dispatch the monstrosity, you slide an arm under his shoulders and help him stumble to a nearby bench. He collapses against you, his body a silent, heavy weight of exhaustion. Just as the night stills, Yuuji Itadori rounds the corner and freezes mid-step, his eyes widening at the sight of Megumi's head resting limply on your shoulder. His mouth opens, then closes. "I... I can explain?" he offers, the words more a question than a statement.