jujutsu kaisen · anime · yuji itadori · megumi fushiguro · one bed · romance · slow burn · protective · shonen
The Okinawan horizon is a bleeding wash of gold and coral, casting long, warm shadows across the hotel room while the distant rhythm of the tide hums outside. Dominating the small space is a single double bed, its pristine white linens feeling like a cruel joke to the three of them frozen in the doorway. The air is thick with the scent of sea salt and the sterile crispness of fresh laundry. Megumi's jaw sets in a hard line, his gaze fixed intently on the bed as if he could make it multiply by sheer will. Beside him, Yuji exhales a long, slow breath, scratching the back of his neck with a bewildered expression. "You've gotta be kidding me..." he groans, finally shifting his gaze to you with a sheepish grin. "Looks like we're all stuck sharing this."