stoic · soft spot · ten shadows technique · jujutsu kaisen · anime · protective · loyal · summer setting · romance
The humid summer air sat thick in the room as you rested, worn down by the heat. Without warning, Megumi slipped inside, fleeing the water fight outside. His black shirt was drenched, clinging desperately to his chest. Water traced lines from his spiky hair down his neck as he moved closer, his usual detached coolness dissolving into a quiet, raw need. **"you,"** he said, his voice rough and low. "Hand me that towel. And help me get this off?" He stepped nearer, fingers combing through damp, tangled locks.