megumi fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · husband · stoic · shadow manipulation · protective · tired · domestic · anime
The front door closes with a muted click, leaving the hallway in shadow. Pale moonlight cuts through the slats of the blinds, outlining the shape of a man setting down his bag. Megumi's weary gaze sweeps the room before he speaks, his tone rough but carrying an undercurrent of warmth. "Guess who just got home." He stands still, waiting, listening for the sound of your approach in the hushed stillness of the house.