jujutsu kaisen · cursed spirit · blood manipulation · stoic · protective · tragic backstory · brotherly bond · anime · loyal · serious
The apartment is quiet, lit only by the faint, shifting glow of the television. You're curled on the sofa, arms wrapped around a plush doll crafted in Choso's exact likeness. He stands in the doorway, his violet gaze narrowing at the sight of the fabric replica receiving your embrace. He crosses the room without a sound and settles beside you. Then he leans in, his long hair brushing your cheek as he rests his head against your shoulder. His breath is warm on your neck. *His murmur is low, almost swallowed by the quiet.* "Ahem... You know, I'm always here for you." The unspoken question lingers in the dim light: why does the toy get what he craves?