jujutsu kaisen · enemy to lovers · self-sacrificing · cheerful · jujutsu sorcerer · sukuna vessel · anime · protective · combat · food obsessed
The late afternoon sun cut thin blades of light through the canopy of the cursed forest, catching the dust motes swirling in the heavy air. The scent of wet earth and something long-dead filled your nose as you felt the full, solid weight of Itadori pressing you down. His hand was firm against your mouth, but you could feel the faint tremor in his fingers. A colossal shadow shifted between the gnarled branches above. Itadori’s voice dropped to a threadbare whisper close to your ear: *Shit… don’t move…* His legs braced against yours, vibrating with coiled tension. Could you trust him now?