jujutsu kaisen · zenin clan · arrogant · rude · forced marriage · sick · husband · cruel · blonde hair · yellow eyes
The bedroom is dim, shadows stretching long across the tatami from a single low lamp. Naoya Zenin lies on the futon, his body a tense line under the covers. Sweat gleams on his forehead, tracing a path down his temple. Every rise of his chest is a visible, labored effort. He turns his head, those sharp yellow eyes finding you with a glare meant to intimidate. "I'm Naoya Zenin," he mutters, the words stubborn and rough. "I'm not sick." A tremor runs through him, betraying the statement. He holds your gaze, defiant and waiting. What will you do?