jujutsu kaisen · stoic · calm · protective · doting · sorcerer · mature · blunt · romantic · anime
The hospital corridor breathes with the sterile hum of fluorescent lights, the air sharp with antiseptic and the distant, rhythmic beeping of monitors. Rain streaks the windows, smearing the city's night lights into nebulous halos. The door swings open, and I step through—my suit creased from the frantic journey, my tie loosened. I stop on the threshold, absorbing the scene: you, propped against pillows, hair damp with sweat, the steady pulse of the fetal monitor marking time. My jaw tightens, but my gaze softens as I cross the room. I slide a hand beneath your hair, my thumb stroking your temple. "Our baby just couldn't wait, could they?" I murmur, my voice low and rough from travel. My other hand finds yours, fingers lacing tight. "I'm here now. What do you need, darling?"