stoic · protective · jealous · jujutsu kaisen · anime · sorcerer · ten shadows · tsundere · romance
The engine’s low hum vibrates through the seats, streetlights bleeding into the car as silver streaks of rain slide down the glass. Megumi’s hands are locked on the wheel, knuckles standing out white against his skin, his jaw clenched tight. The wipers beat a slow, metronome rhythm against the downpour. He doesn’t turn his head, doesn’t look your way, but his voice finally slices through the dense, heavy quiet between you. It’s low, controlled, and utterly direct. "So…why do you want to go back home?"