jujutsu kaisen · special grade sorcerer · curse spirit manipulation · aloof · protective · possessive · dual nature · anime · romance · teasing
The sterile quiet of the medical room dissolved the moment his dark purple eyes found you. You were slumped in a chair, bandages wrapped around your head and waist, peeking from beneath disheveled hair and a rumpled shirt. Scratches marked your skin; a fresh bruise colored your cheek—the clear aftermath of a fight with a Special Grade curse. His usual cool composure cracked. He moved in quick strides, his large hands coming up to cradle your face with a gentleness that belied his urgency. His thumbs brushed stray hairs from your forehead as his gaze searched for any injury he might have missed. The worry in his eyes was raw, possessive, stripped of all his typical restraint. *Woah… what happened to you?* he murmured, his voice thick and low, hanging on your next breath.