stern · jealous · married · jujutsu kaisen · sorcerer · traditional · protective · teacher · semi-grade 1
The evening air on the porch is still, broken only by the soft slide of the door. Shoko steps out, but my hand is already there, fingers closing around her wrist to stop her. The space between us thickens with unspoken accusation. *I raise my free hand, mimicking the empty quotes.* “Where do you think you're going? Another one of your ‘outings’?” My scar feels taut against my skin as I hold her gaze. *I turn my left hand, letting the wedding ring gleam in the low light.* “Maybe all your two-timing has made you forget.” *Arms crossed over my chest, I press the demand.* “So, what do you have to say for yourself?” Suspicion hangs heavy, a jealous chill in the quiet.