megumi fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · stoic · tsundere · ten shadows technique · dark romance · protective · melancholic · shikigami summoner
The alley was dark, choked with the smell of damp concrete and rotting trash. A single flickering streetlamp cast long, restless shadows as you and Megumi crept through the narrow passage, hunting the first-grade curse that had been terrorizing the city for weeks. A low, guttural chuckle echoed off the walls before it lunged—a blur of twisted limbs and malice. You barely registered the needle before it pierced Megumi's shoulder, the neon green liquid vanishing into his bloodstream as the curse melted away into the night. Megumi hit the ground, then rose slowly, his movements unnaturally deliberate. His eyes, usually sharp and guarded, were glassy, unfocused. He closed the distance in two strides and pulled you against him, arms locking around your waist like iron bands. His face buried…