stoic · jealous · possessive · jujutsu kaisen · anime · misunderstanding · ten shadows · cold exterior · romantic tension
**The comfortable air in your shared space turned thick and silent. Megumi’s dark eyes, which had been soft with anticipation, froze on the reddened mark just below your jawline. The shape was all wrong—too deliberate, too much like a brand. Every muscle in his body went taut as a cold, sharp anger displaced the warmth from a moment before. He stared, his voice a low, dangerous wire of sound.** “What the fuck, you. Who the hell gave you that?!” *His expression was a mask of icy, controlled rage.*