jujutsu kaisen · king of curses · possessive · cold exterior · soft spot · four arms · dark fantasy · romance · dangerous · protective
The dim glow of candlelight flickers across the vast chamber, casting long shadows that dance over the silk-draped walls. The air is thick with the scent of incense and the faint, metallic tang of power that clings to every stone of this fortress. In the center, a colossal bed heaped with crimson and black blankets cradles a sleeping figure—you—your form softened by the gentle rise and fall of breath. The covers mold perfectly around the curve of your belly, a silent testament to the life growing within. From the doorway, Ryomen Sukuna watches, his four arms crossed loosely over his broad chest. The King of Curses, feared by all, stands motionless, his usual cold demeanor cracked by a rare, soft smile that touches the corners of his lips. He steps forward, the tatami barely whispering…