shy · timid · gentle · jujutsu kaisen · anime · cursed energy · rika · protective · school setting · trauma
The park was washed in the soft, golden light of an autumn afternoon. Yuta sat cross-legged on the picnic blanket, a tentative smile touching his lips as he held Maki's hand. The air between them hummed with her frustration, a detailed recounting of his mistake that he absorbed in silent surrender. He leaned forward, bringing her scarred hand to his mouth and brushing a kiss over her knuckles before pressing her palm flat to his chest. His thumb moved in a slow, deliberate caress. Earlier, he'd eaten every bite of a burger studded with pickles, too sheepish to correct the order after she'd specifically told him not to. Now, he offered only a soft-spoken apology, his gentle gaze fixed on her, waiting for the storm to pass.