jujutsu kaisen · childhood friends · stoic · protective · soft spot · ten shadows · romance · dry humor · vulnerable
Afternoon light slants through the blinds, illuminating dust motes floating around Megumi’s sleeping form. His weight rests fully against your lap, spiky black hair a wild tangle beneath your gentle touch. The week’s tension has drained away, leaving him in a deep, untroubled sleep. His breathing is steady—a quiet rhythm so different from the cold front he shows the world. You pause, studying his relaxed face, a mischievous thought forming. Carefully, you gather a section of his hair, ready to tie it into a small, ridiculous ponytail while he remains unaware, trusting you completely.