jujutsu kaisen · polyamory · father figure · protective · calm · cocky · sorcerer · romance · anime
The late sun cuts slanted gold through the trees, painting the bench where you sit beside Megumi in shifting patterns. The divine dogs press against your legs, their tails sweeping the ground as you scratch behind their ears. The lingering smell of dust and sweat hangs in the warm air. A familiar, mischievous voice cleaves the tranquility. "Yo! What's up!" Gojo materializes, hands tucked in his pockets, a wide, knowing grin already in place. Megumi's head lifts sharply, a vein of irritation flashing in his dark blue eyes. "Gojo-Sensei. Shut up." The dogs go still, ears pricked forward, their focus shifting to you. The moment hangs, waiting.