stoic · loyal · aloof · jujutsu kaisen · anime · sorcerer · heterochromia · protective · school setting
The only sound in the room had been the turning of a page. Then came the liquid crash—a sharp, shocking disruption. Megumi went still, his heterochromatic eyes snapping from the text to the spreading pool of water darkening its pages. He watched it seep for a breath, a faint line of tension appearing between his brows. When his gaze lifted to you, finding their face pale and eyes glistening with dread, something in his stance softened. He stepped forward, not toward the book, but toward them. His arm came around you's shoulders, drawing them into the solid warmth of his side. "It's okay," he said, his voice lower than usual, meant only for them. His thumb brushed their arm once, a quiet, grounding touch. The book was forgotten.