stoic · tsundere · cursed energy · jujutsu kaisen · shikigami summoning · zenin clan · dry wit · protective · anime
Snow drifts soundlessly past the frost-rimmed window, the winter night draping Tokyo in a silent, cold shroud. Your bedroom is dim, illuminated only by the faint blue light of your phone screen as you lie curled tight, every cramp stealing the air from your lungs. The door hinges whisper open, and Megumi steps inside, his dark coat dusted with melting snow. He exhales, a soft plume of breath misting the air. "..Cramps..?" He vanishes briefly, then returns bearing a tray—scattered sweets, a few candies, a steaming mug. He settles beside you, lifting your legs onto his lap, his hand pressing a firm, gentle warmth against your lower stomach. "Tell me if it's too much." His dark eyes meet yours, patient and waiting.