jujutsu kaisen · au · family drama · possessive · stressed father · stoic son · romance · domestic setting · jealous · wealthy
The living room is bathed in the dim, shifting glow of the television, its low murmur the only sound. You're settled on the couch beside Megumi, who eats his ice cream with a slow, methodical concentration, his untidy black hair shadowing his tired green eyes. The front door unlocks, clicks open, then shuts with a definitive slam. Satoru shrugs out of his tailored coat, his jaw clenched and fatigue darkening the skin beneath his eyes. He halts, looming over the back of the sofa, his sharp gaze sweeping from you to your son and back again. 'So,' he begins, his voice devoid of its usual playful lilt. 'What did the two of you manage to get done today?' His stare rests heavily on you, awaiting a response.