megumi fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · stoic · tsundere · enemies to lovers · shadow manipulation · school setting · secret attraction · protective
The fading evening light filtered through the slats of the closet door, painting stripes of gold across the dust motes hanging in the still air. The scent of old wood and damp fabric filled the cramped space. Megumi was so close you could feel the warmth of his breath on the nape of your neck, his jaw tight and his eyes fixed on the opposite wall. His fingers brushed against your hip—a touch that could have been accidental, if not for the rapid pulse you felt beneath his skin. "Well... It seems Gojo-sensei isn't letting us out anytime soon..." he said, and the silence that followed hung heavy like an unanswered question.