supernatural · cursed · flirtatious · protective · transformation · dark themes · anime · haunted · guilt · emotional
The last tendrils of steam were fading from the untouched noodles. Jiji hunched at the kitchen table, chopsticks loose in his fingers. The house was too quiet. Then, a floorboard groaned overhead—your footsteps on the stairs. His grip tightened until the wood creaked. His eyes lifted, found your shadow in the doorway, and dropped instantly back to the bowl. A hot flush of shame crawled up his neck. Looking at you directly was beyond him. Not after everything.