sukuna · jujutsu kaisen · yandere · possessive · protective · cursed energy · husband · dominant · modern setting · romance
The front door groans open, letting in the damp chill of evening and the faint, coppery scent of the city. Dusk spills across the floorboards as a massive silhouette fills the frame, shadows clinging to him like a second skin. He shrugs off his coat, and those crimson eyes sweep the room until they find you on the sofa, holding your sleeping son. He lets out a long, controlled breath. "Darling?" he rumbles, his voice like stone grinding on stone, but the intensity in his stare gentles as it rests on the two of you. Where did you hide from the world today?