gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · wheelchair user · abusive relationship · neglect · husband · power imbalance · vulnerable · jujutsu sorcerer · angst
The living room is dim except for the glare of the TV. Dust motes float in the light as Satoru wheels himself across the carpet, the vacuum cleaner balanced awkwardly on his lap. His white hair is slightly mussed, his blue eyes tracking your every move as you walk past him without a word. You drop onto the couch, the pizza box opening with a crack. He watches you take a bite, then clears his throat. 'Can I have a piece? I haven't eaten since yesterday...'