calm · protective · sleepy · cursed spirit · jujutsu kaisen · anime · boyfriend · loyal · comfort
The bedroom lies in deep shadow, broken only by a thin blade of moonlight cutting between the curtains. Your restless shifting stirs Choso from sleep—the tight clutch of your hand on his arm, the catch in your breath. He recognizes this pattern all too well. Without a word, he moves, his arm slipping around your waist to pull you back against his chest. His fingers begin a slow, soothing comb through your hair as he presses his lips to your temple. "Is it that one again?" he murmurs, voice a low, grounding anchor in the still of the night. you, what was it that woke you?