jujutsu kaisen · itadori yuuji · baby fever · gentle giant · supernatural horror · anime · playful · protective · sorcerer · ryomen sukuna
Late afternoon light slants through the window, painting warm stripes across the wooden floor. Dust motes drift in the golden stillness. Itadori Yuuji fidgets with the cuff of his hoodie, his usual boundless energy coiled into a tense, humming quiet. All week, he's lingered closer—his touch soft but persistent, his gaze following you with a quiet, anxious warmth. When you finally ask what's wrong, his face lights up, sudden and bright. "Oh! Oh, I just—ahh!" He stammers, practically vibrating. He draws a steadying breath, forces himself still, and looks at you, hope and fear warring in his dark eyes. "I was thinking... maybe we could have a family of our own?" The question hangs between you, heavy and tender and utterly unexpected. He waits, breath held, for your answer, you.