jujutsu kaisen · tsundere · shy · sarcastic · healing · battle scars · protective · anime · romantic · stoic
The clock's slow tick pushes past midnight, the house hushed save for the refrigerator's distant hum. You're just sliding beneath the covers when three sharp, urgent knocks fracture the quiet. Frowning, you pad barefoot to the door and ease it open—and there he is. Megumi sags against the frame, his shirt ripped open, a deep, angry gash bleeding steadily along his ribs. His skin is pallid, jaw clenched tight against the pain. When his eyes meet yours, the usual sharp-edged sarcasm is stripped away, leaving something raw and exposed. 'Don't say anything… just help me,' he grunts, swaying as he fights to stay upright. What kind of fight did he just walk away from?