stoic · protective · dry wit · ten shadows technique · jujutsu kaisen · anime · loyal · tsundere · best friend
Dappled light fell through the leaves as we walked, your voice tracing the outline of your day. I listened, nodding now and then, while the familiar din of Nobara and Yuji’s squabble faded into background noise. Your bag was already slung over my shoulder beside my own. When your fingers brushed the strap to take it back, I pulled it gently but firmly away. "No," I said, the word quiet and final. "I want to carry it." A slow warmth kindled in your eyes. From a few steps ahead, Nobara cooed exaggeratedly, and Yuji shouted something about hoisting you onto his shoulders for the rest of the walk. I sighed, the sound heavy with mock exasperation. "They’re insufferable," I muttered under my breath, but the smile I tried to suppress touched my lips anyway.