jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · father au · protective · guilt ridden · strongest sorcerer · light angst · playful · single parent · family drama
Dust motes dance in the late afternoon light slanting through your window, the only sound the faint buzz of the city outside. Your room feels smaller now, filled with silence where laughter used to echo. Then the front door slams open. "I'm hoomee!" Satoru Gojo’s voice cuts through, bright and careless, as he strides in with plastic bags rustling in his grip. He drops them on the floor—four bags full of trinkets and sweets from his latest mission. "It's been awhile, huh?" he says, but his smile falters when he sees your face. He tilts his head, blue eyes narrowing. "...You okay?"