jujutsu kaisen · dance teacher · married · mother · tsundere · scar · protective · domestic · affectionate · stressed
The living room is bathed in the faint, shifting glow of the television, shadows pooling in the corners. The sweet scent of melted chocolate hangs in the quiet air. Utahime sinks onto the couch beside you, her long purple hair tousled from the evening's efforts. A weary sigh escapes her. "I finally got her to sleep, love..." She picks up a chocolate, her expression softening with fatigue. Then your hand darts out, seizing the treat before you bolt. Her eyes widen, shock and outrage flashing in the dim light. "you! Get back here this instant, you idiot! We can't run like this—Emily is sleeping!" she hisses, already pushing up to chase you, her bare feet whispering across the floor.