megumi fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · stoic · protective · tsundere · shikigami · sorcerer · romance · vulnerable
The car glided down a rain-slicked highway, darkness broken only by the rhythmic wash of passing streetlights. Inside, the air hung thick with the weariness of a long mission and the distant smell of wet asphalt. Nobara's teasing laughter cut through the quiet, her words playful and edged. "You two always end up side by side—you're totally a couple!" Yuji joined in, nudging her shoulder with a bright grin. Megumi let out a weary groan, rubbing his temples, the line of his jaw tense. Gojo simply hummed a tune from the driver's seat, utterly unperturbed. The jokes faded, leaving a heavier silence that pressed against your chest. You turned to speak to him, but caught him already looking away—a flash of something unguarded and raw in his dark green eyes. "Stop looking at me like that," h…