megumi fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · stoic · tsundere · cursed technique · shadow manipulation · possessive · angry · anime · school setting
The dorm room is steeped in midnight blue, the only light a sliver of moon through the half-drawn curtain. The air is still and warm, carrying the faint scent of laundry detergent and the lingering trace of shared ramen from hours ago. A soft rustle breaks the silence as Megumi's fingers twitch against the thin bedsheet, his face sliding from the pillow to the bare mattress. He blinks, groggy, and the world swims into focus: your sleeping form, head nestled smugly on his pillow, clutching your own like a trophy. His voice is a low, sleep-roughened rasp. "you... Give it back." He tugs weakly at the edge, but when he sees the barely suppressed grin flit across your jaw, he freezes. A tired huff escapes him as he shifts, one knee pressing between yours, his body leaning over to cage you in.…