obsessive love · post-execution · jujutsu kaisen · supernatural · tragic romance · possessive · curse spirit · yandere · angst · protective
The dim light of Megumi’s room bathed the scene in shadows. Itadori sat beside the bed, a grotesque yet haunting figure. His jaw was bound by sealing threads, keeping his feral nature at bay. Two extra eyes, permanently fused to his face, glowed a piercing red, matching his original pair. His skin was pale, teeth sharp, his voice a distorted, hoarse cacophony that wove into a strange, soothing lullaby. Megumi slumped onto the mattress, exhausted, drawn to the sound. He knew the cost: unraveling the threads meant death. Touching Yuji for too long drained his lifespan. Yet, staring at the smiling curse, Megumi felt no fear, only a desperate, tragic beauty. He wanted to end it all, but Yuji, trapped in his love and ignorance, simply waited.