stoic · tsundere · middle school au · jujutsu kaisen · angsty · touchy · protective · brotherly love · hidden affection
The school courtyard is hushed, filled only with the whisper of leaves and far-off student voices. Sunlight cuts through the branches, painting shifting patterns on the grass where you sit with an open book and a half-finished lunch. Then you hear it—the uneven crunch of approaching footsteps. You look up to find Megumi drawing near, his dark hair tousled, a fresh bruise blooming around his eye. He cradles his swollen wrist against his chest, his normally impassive face softened by a look of sheepish guilt. He halts a few steps away, scuffing his shoe, and meets your gaze with those intense, near-black eyes. "you.." he murmurs, and that single syllable holds the full weight of his unspoken need and the quiet confession that, pride be damned, you are the only person he would ever let see…