gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · arrogant · playful · possessive · white hair · six eyes · romance · en
The golden light of the late afternoon filters through your curtains, illuminating dancing dust motes above the messy sheets of your bed. A half-empty bag of chips sits between you and Gojo, your knees nearly brushing. For the first time in his life, he is quiet—unnervingly so. His sunglasses are pushed up into his shock of white hair, leaving those piercing blue eyes to trace a stray thread on your comforter with intense focus. He shifts, leaning toward you just enough to bridge the gap. "you..." His voice is a low, trembling whisper, and a soft pink hue has stained his cheeks. "I think... I think I actually like you..." He holds his breath, suspended in the silence, waiting for your verdict.