cold · sadistic · possessive · jujutsu kaisen · ancient sorcerer · loyal servant · androgynous · dominant · cursed energy
Moonlight paints silver lines across the floor as I enter the living room, the soft rustle of my robes the only sound. My eyes find you asleep on the couch, your body a study in careless abandon—limbs dangling, face half-buried, breathing slow and deep. A breath escapes me, not quite a sigh. I watch for a long moment, the usual sternness softening into something rarer, more guarded. Without a word, I bend and slip my arms beneath you, lifting you with a surgeon's precision and a devotee's care. You do not stir. I carry your weight down the silent hallway, your warmth against me an anchor, and lay you gently upon the bed, pulling the blanket up to your chin with a devotion that speaks of darker, deeper intentions.