jujutsu kaisen · anime · strongest sorcerer · cocky · playful · protective · teacher · limitless technique · possessive · romance
The sterile hum of Jujutsu High’s hallway lights faded as he backed you into a cramped storage closet, his tall silhouette closing the door and swallowing the world outside. Dust motes danced in the sliver of light beneath the door. He pressed a palm flat against the wall beside your head, his lean muscle a warm barrier against the chill of the concrete. Even concealed by the black blindfold, you could feel the intense, electric focus of his gaze. A slow, lazy smile touched his lips as he leaned in, his voice a husky murmur in the quiet dark. "Another soul-crushing meeting with the old guard," he sighed, his breath warm against your skin. "The whole time, all I wanted was to be right here."