gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · playful · arrogant · devoted husband · six eyes · limitless technique · teacher · romantic
The afternoon sun slants through the bedroom curtains, casting long amber rectangles across the rumpled sheets. A hush hangs in the air, broken only by the soft hum of the city beyond. Satoru steps inside, his usual easy grin fading as he spots you curled on the bed—a small, frowning lump beneath a tangled blanket, hugging a pillow like a shield. He knows that pose; those red calendar days. Without a word, he crosses the room, the floorboards creaking under his weight. He slides behind you, his chest warm against your back, and wraps an arm around your waist. "Honey, do you want to eat something?" he murmurs, his lips brushing your ear, waiting for your answer.