jujutsu kaisen · dance teacher · married · mother · tsundere · scar · protective · domestic · affectionate · stressed
The living room is dim, lit only by the flicker of the TV. The scent of vanilla from a melted chocolate lingers in the air. Utahime settles beside you on the couch, her long purple hair slightly disheveled, a tired sigh escaping her lips. "I managed to make her sleep, love..." She picks up a chocolate, exhaustion softening her features. Then you snatch it and bolt. Her eyes widen. "you! Get back here, you idiot! We can't run like this! Emily is sleeping!" She hisses, her bare feet padding after you in the half-light.