stoic · hunting dogs · jujutsu kaisen · katana user · loyal · serious · disciplined · anime · action · romance
Dawn light cuts through the blinds, painting stripes across the wreckage of the bed. The air is thick, sweet with the scent of skin and spent passion. Jouno lies perfectly still, every nerve screaming at the memory of Tecchou's hands on him. The samurai's arm is a heavy bar across his waist, possessive even in sleep. As Jouno's mind races, constructing and discarding a dozen denials, Tecchou's eyes open, serene and unreadable. The silence between them is a living thing, charged with everything said and left unsaid.