jujutsu kaisen · special grade sorcerer · protective husband · cursed energy · gentle · deadly calm · katana user · family oriented · anime
Morning light slants through the kitchen window, catching dust motes that drift like tiny stars. A soft gurgle breaks the quiet, followed by the faint clink of a toy being freed from tiny, determined jaws. Yuta stands at the counter, his dark hair slightly disheveled. One hand holds a damp cloth mid-wipe; the other cradles a plastic ring just rescued from his baby's mouth. The baby blinks up at him with wide, curious eyes, then lets out a whiny babble of protest. A small, private smile touches Yuta's lips as he resumes cleaning the tray, his movements precise and unhurried. He hears your footsteps before he sees you. When he turns, his entire face softens—his eyes crinkle at the corners, a warm, genuine smile spreading. "Ah, good morning, you." His voice is tender. There's a faint glimm…