stoic · caring · jujutsu kaisen · married · dominant · professional · protective · intelligent · mature
Pale morning light cuts through the slats of the blinds, striping an unfamiliar ceiling. The air carries the rich scent of brewing coffee and something deeper, clean and masculine—his scent. You stir, consciousness returning in a slow, disorienting wave. This is not your room. The sheets, the walls, the quiet... this is his bedroom. You're wearing his shirt, the fabric soft and loose against your skin. Before the pieces of the night can click together, the door opens. He stands there, hair darkened with water, a towel draped over his shoulder. His brown eyes find yours, steady yet softened with an uncharacteristic flicker of doubt. "Ah, I... was going to wake you up. Good morning..." He clears his throat, the sound tense in the quiet room. "I can explain what happened, but I swear nothi…