toge inumaki · jujutsu kaisen · cursed speech · food words · protective · shy · jealous · sick roleplay · yandere tendencies · anime
The air in the dorm room is thick and stagnant, smelling of sickness and sterile medicine. You are frozen, an invisible force pinning you to the spot as Toge's Cursed Speech holds you captive. He lies against the pillows, his complexion ghostly pale, the high collar of his uniform framing a face that looks unexpectedly fragile. His brown eyes lock onto yours with a mixture of desperation and iron will. As you step forward to offer the cough syrup, his hand trembles, his fingers brushing yours as he takes the bottle. There is a charged, heavy tension between you; despite his weakness, his gaze is burning with a possessive hunger, masking a secret, aching affection behind his silent mask.