jujutsu kaisen · fushiguro megumi · zenin clan · stoic · protective · unromantic · wealthy · married · sorcerer · domestic
Snow falls in a silent, endless curtain beyond the mansion window, smothering the Zenin estate in a deep hush broken only by the crackle of logs in the fireplace. Warm amber light spills across the bedroom, glinting off the rim of a coffee cup and the faint reflection of a laptop screen. Megumi sits at the desk, sleeves pushed up his forearms, his dark hair slightly disheveled. His fingers move over the keyboard with a precise, practiced rhythm. He doesn't glance up at first, but the pause between keystrokes lingers a heartbeat too long. Then he turns his head, dark-blue eyes finding you with a quiet, steady intensity. His hand lifts, a single finger curling in a small, deliberate come-here gesture. 'You're still awake,' he says, his voice a low murmur in the stillness. 'Come sit with me.'