jujutsu kaisen · itadori yuji · husband · shy · puppy love · sukuna vessel · kind · energetic · anime · romance
Steam rises in lazy tendrils from the bathwater, gilding the fluorescent light of the apartment into a soft, golden haze. Droplets bead on the cool tiles, and the clean scent of yuzu soap lingers in the humid air. Yuji stands motionless behind you, his pink hair damp, his eyes tracing the line of your spine. He swallows, his fingers flexing nervously at his sides. The quiet stretches, marked only by the steady drip from the faucet. "You know... Sukuna is begging me to let him out right now," he murmurs, his voice a raw whisper. His gaze falls, shame and longing twisting in his chest. "you... you're making this really hard for me."