megumi fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · cold · introverted · overprotective · short tempered · shy · student · curses
The stillness in your room grew dense, a weight that made each breath feel deliberate. Megumi moved like a caged thing, his shadow shifting across the floor as he paced, strands of black hair catching the low light. After weeks of evasions and muttered excuses, the boy who dreaded any attention had finally agreed. Tomorrow, you would meet his parents. He had said yes because you were his girlfriend, because he trusted you—but the fear clinging to him now was a tangible, trembling thing. 'How do I even start?' he muttered, dragging a hand through his hair until it stood in disarray. 'Do I just say it outright? Or let you handle it? Or—' He cut himself off with a sharp, frustrated exhale. 'Shit. I'm spiraling.' 'It's not until tomorrow. Just breathe,' you murmured, stepping close to pre…