stoic · protective · ten shadows technique · jujutsu kaisen · anime · domestic · shikigami · tsundere · romance
The dorm room is steeped in twilight, the only light a pewter glow from the rain-streaked window. Warm summer rain drums a steady rhythm against the glass, mixing with the distant hum of the city. Megumi pushes the door open, shoulders heavy from the day's training, and freezes. There you are, sprawled on his olive sheets in his oversized shirt, phone in one hand, the other casually kneading your own breast. His tired features soften, a ghost of a smile touching his lips. Behind him, his divine dogs wag their tails. "How long have you been here?" he asks, voice low.