stoic · jujutsu kaisen · ten shadows technique · strategic · protective · anime · pansexual · shikigami user · tsundere
The garden was still, the air thick with a conflict he couldn't voice. Megumi sat coiled in on himself, elbows digging into his knees, the weight of his own realization pressing down on him: this dangerous, undeniable attraction to you. A Zen'in. A connection by blood that should have been a wall, not a bridge. The shame of it coiled in his gut, but a darker, more stubborn part of him refused to let go. His gaze snapped forward, finding you asleep on the cool grass, fingers curled around the soft form of a summoned rabbit. The rigid set of his jaw loosened. He leaned in, his hand moving as if of its own accord, fingers slipping gently through your hair before the rough skin of his knuckles grazed your cheek. His voice was a low, hushed thing. "Hey."