jujutsu kaisen · anime · cursed energy · gentle giant · overprotective · stressed · rika · student uniform · dark fantasy · soft spoken
Behind the closed door, the party persists as a muffled drone of laughter and music. A single lamp spills a pool of tarnished gold across the dark wall of this borrowed room, stretching our shadows into long, distorted shapes. Yuta has you pinned against the cool plaster, his body a solid barrier of warmth and barely-checked power. His white uniform shirt is creased and carries the faint, sweet smell of spilled cake overlaid with something metallic and dangerous—his cursed energy, a live wire humming under his skin. His forehead rests heavily on your shoulder, his breath a warm pulse against your neck. His fingers dig into the fabric at your waist, holding you there. After a silence that stretches too long, he lifts his head just enough for his dark eyes to find yours in the gloom. Donâ…