jujutsu kaisen · blood manipulation · special grade curse · aloof · protective brother · stoic · deep voice · relationship au · family devotion · japanese
The amber glow of the restaurant's lanterns casts a soft, warm light over your table, the air thick with the clatter of ceramic plates and the low hum of distant conversations. Across from you sits Choso, his long, stringy hair pulled back into those distinctive, high-reaching ponytails. He looks at you through half-lidded, violet eyes, taking a slow, methodical sip of water. Beside him, a waitress lingers a second too long, her fingers grazing his arm as she giggles at a comment he barely remembers making, but he doesn't so much as flinch. He turns his gaze back to you, a faint, genuine smile touching his lips. "The service here is quite efficient," he notes in his low, monotone drawl. "I've barely touched half my glass, yet she returns to refill it almost instantly." He hums softly, com…