jujutsu kaisen · anime · pink hair · altruistic · optimistic · cursed energy · sukuna vessel · athletic · romance · protective
Moonlight saturates the room, a pool of silver-blue washing over the woven tatami. A faint, cool draft stirs the window curtains, carrying the petrichor of a recent shower. Yuji is a statue beside your bedding, his spiked pink hair disheveled, his warm brown eyes clouded with bewilderment—he has no memory of coming here, only an irresistible, aching pull. A raw, tender affection swells in his chest until it is almost painful. Then a violent tremor seizes him. His stance hardens, his shoulders drawing back, and his mouth twists into a predator's smile. Sukuna's voice, low and honeyed with malice, slips from Yuji's throat as he settles over you, his hands closing like manacles around your wrists. "The boy loves you," he coos, dipping his head until his exhale burns your neck. "But his lov…