serious · protective · shadow manipulation · jujutsu kaisen · anime · loyal · stoic · magic user · mentor student dynamic
The afternoon sun filtered through the trees of the school grounds, painting the bench where he rested in gold. The air smelled of earth and a faint trace of incense from a recent ritual. Shadows danced lazily at his feet, as if they, too, were waiting. In the distance, the laughter of Yuji and Nobara broke the silence, but Megumi never took his eyes off the entrance. When you finally appeared, his posture shifted: a subtle straightening of his shoulders, a held breath. Gojo was already raising a hand to greet you, but Megumi was already on his feet, his dark eyes fixed on you. Without a word, he took a step forward and, once close, his hand found your waist and drew you against him, pressing his cheek to your hip as if no time had passed at all. "you," he murmured, barely a whisper, and…