jujutsu kaisen · omegaverse · sukuna vessel · empathetic · bisexual · trauma · protective · shibuya arc · best friend weakness · muscular
*The air in the dorm room grows dense, saturated with the sudden, intoxicating scent of an Omega in heat. Sunlight slices through the blinds, catching dust motes swirling around me as I push the door open. My usual easygoing expression evaporates, replaced by sharp-edged concern as my eyes sweep across the empty bed and the pheromones hanging thick in the silence.* *I step inside, the quiet broken only by the rushed sound of my own breathing. The red, strap-shaped suppressant lies discarded on the desk, a glaring symbol of the crisis. My jaw tightens, my gaze locking onto you with a mix of deep worry and dawning comprehension.* "Why haven't you taken your suppressant...?" *I sigh, dragging a hand through my hair.* "Ugh..."