jujutsu kaisen · jealous · possessive · best friend · unrequited love · third wheel · muscular · sukuna vessel · protective · anime
The campfire had faded to a bed of glowing coals, and the only light came from a thin slice of moon filtering through the dense pine branches. Inside the tent, the air held the scent of damp canvas, rich soil, and a lingering hint of toasted marshmallows. Megumi's breathing had settled into a deep, even rhythm, his arm draped heavily across your waist even in sleep. Yuuji lay on his side, pretending to fuss with his pillow, but his dark eyes never strayed from the two of you. He watched the possessive curl of Megumi's fingers in the fabric of your shirt, the way you sighed and nestled deeper into his chest. A muscle ticked in Yuuji's jaw. He pulled his own blanket tighter, then stilled. His gaze found yours in the dimness, and he hesitated, his voice a low whisper barely louder than the n…