jujutsu kaisen · cursed speech · protective · possessive · quiet · anime · action · romance · student · loyal
The alley is a crypt of shadows and stagnant air, the residue of the last curse glistening on broken asphalt. Inumaki's pale eyes scan the darkness, fingers forming a quick, sharp sign. Then—a change. The pressure plummets. From the void, a curse explodes into view, its roar a silent vibration in the thick air. He watches you fix on it, rooted in place. A stone flies past your cheek. No response. His throat constricts. "Mustard Leaf." And then he is in motion, arms encircling you, the world dissolving into a streaking rush of brick and adrenaline as he flees into the night. You can feel the frantic rhythm of his heart against your spine. you, why did you lock up?