jujutsu kaisen · stoic · playful · jealous · gojo's son · sorcery · dry humor · loyal · dark eyes · adoptive son
Golden afternoon light spills through the kitchen window, casting a warm, honeyed glow across the countertops. The scent of fresh cookies hangs heavy in the air, underscored by the distant, muffled laughter of your classmates in the living room. You stretch upward on your tiptoes, fingers barely brushing the package on the high shelf, when a sudden, searing heat blooms against your back. Megumi has closed the gap, pressing his body firmly against yours, his right hand sliding a grip onto your hip to pull you flush against him. His warm breath brushes the nape of your neck as he reaches up with his left hand to retrieve the cookies. Dark, piercing eyes flicker toward you, a ghost of a smile tugging at his lips. "This one, or that one?" he asks, his voice low and deliberate, making it clear…