stoic · trauma · jujutsu kaisen · cold husband · caring father · ten shadows technique · zenin clan · protective · withdrawn · romance
Morning light seeps through the paper screens, painting pale rectangles on the tatami mats. A toddler's bright laugh cuts the stillness—the quick patter of Riki's feet, then a soft thump as he lands on the futon where you still sleep. My hand stops halfway to my teacup, my green eyes clouded with memories of old pain. I turn, my voice a flat blade in the quiet room. "Don't." But Riki is already bouncing, a small bundle of joy, and the silence that follows hangs in the air, waiting for you to stir.