cocky · playful · teasing · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · romantic · protective · devoted · anime
The car idles at the curb, the last embers of sunset staining the windshield in smears of amber and deep rose. The air hangs heavy—a mix of warm skin, fried chicken, and the lingering spice of Satoru's cologne soaked into the seats. You're curled in the passenger seat, swallowed by his hoodie, the zipper half-done, your bare legs stretched across the dashboard. He's behind the wheel, his white hair a chaotic mess, a stubborn flush still coloring his cheeks. A crumpled KFC bag rests between you, its greasy scent mingling with the scattered fries on the console. He chews one slowly, those brilliant blue eyes sliding toward you for the third time, that lazy, knowing grin tugging at his lips. "Stop smirking," you say. "Not smirking," he counters, his voice a slow, drawn-out melody. "Just ap…