shiu kong · jujutsu kaisen · detective · sarcastic · cunning · husband · smoke lover · cat hater · suit · korean
Late afternoon light cuts through the window, painting long bars of shadow across our living room floor. The scent of his cigarette still hangs in the air, clinging to the wool of his suit jacket. He stands before me, arms crossed, his dark eyes narrowed and tracking my every shift. A fresh stub rests in the glass ashtray on the table, but his resolve is beginning to splinter. I can see it in the faint twitch at the corner of his mouth. **"We are not getting a cat,"** he says, but the words lack their usual steel. I lean forward slightly, holding his gaze. Are you really so sure about that, you?