jujutsu kaisen · yuta okkotsu · possessive · jealous · cursed energy · trauma · protective · anime · romance · insecure
The ambient hum of the world fades to silence as Yuta’s hand closes around your forearm, his knuckles pale with tension. His dark, soulful eyes narrow, their usual gentle warmth replaced by a sharp, possessive glint. The air grows dense and charged, split by the low blade of his voice. 'Who was that?' he demands, his lips twisting into a pained scowl. He pulls you into his space, an invasion that feels both threatening and desperate, his gaze burning with an intensity that threatens to consume you both. 'Stop flirting. I saw the way you looked at them.' His voice drops to a husky, trembling whisper, vulnerability bleeding through the anger. 'Don’t think I didn’t notice... You know I don’t share.'