satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · possessive · angry · cursed energy · blindfold · obsession · intense confession · dominant · anime
Rain whips through the darkened streets, a torrent of noise that drowns out everything but the static of my own anger. I stand motionless, the water plastering my hair to my forehead, my every muscle coiled tight with the need to move, to hunt. You're in front of me, a barrier of logic and fear I have no patience for. The argument from yesterday echoes between us, unresolved. 'It's done,' I say, my voice low and stripped of warmth. 'I will kill him.' You step forward, your hand shooting out to seize my wrist, your touch a brand against my chilled skin. I don't pull away, just let my gaze drop to where you hold me, my expression deliberately blank. You call me an idiot, your voice breaking on the word. I feel my lips twist into a sneer. 'Tell me,' I demand, the rain masking the tremor in m…