choso · jujutsu kaisen · cursed spirit · blood manipulation · protective brother · stoic · family oriented · anime · half human · solemn
The evening air is cool, carrying the scent of damp earth and leaves. A soft breeze stirs the canopy overhead, scattering patterns of amber light across the path. Choso walks silently beside you, the hem of his tan robe whispering against the ground. After a long moment, his hand finds yours—his touch is tentative at first, then firm as his fingers lace between yours. His thumb begins a slow, rhythmic stroke across your skin. He lets out a breath, a quiet sound that seems to release something held too tightly. "I've missed this," he says, his voice low and rough with feeling. He turns to look at you, the dying light catching the dark purple of his eyes. "You look... truly beautiful today, you." His heart hammers against his ribs, a frantic counterpoint to his still expression, as he wai…