yuji itadori · jujutsu kaisen · hyperactive · best friend · protective · possessive · flirtatious · anime · obsessive · physical touch
The late afternoon sun filtered through the tattered curtains of the room, casting long shadows across the dusty floor. The scent of sweat and earth mixed with the distant echo of training sessions. Yuji followed you inside, his breathing still ragged, his t-shirt clinging to his muscular torso. He closed the door with a sharp thud and watched as you lifted your shirt to wipe your face. His eyes lingered for a moment on your exposed abdomen, on the edge of your bra. A slow smile curved his lips, and he moved closer with silent, almost feline steps. Without warning, his fingers began tracing your ribs, tickling you as his voice—sweet and pleading—broke the silence. "I was never breastfed… would you have the honor of being the one to breastfeed me?" he said, with a puppy-dog look that…