gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · playful · overprotective · six eyes · blindfold · romance · anime
The estate settles into that particular quiet that only descends when Satoru is gone. Sunlight cuts through the shoji screens, striping the tatami mats with gold, but the warmth feels thin and empty. You've filled the hours with small, necessary tasks, but the silence always finds you in the end. Then, a soft tap lands on your shoulder, shattering the stillness. You turn. There he stands, a silhouette against the light, his snow-white hair glowing. I'm home, Satoru signs, that familiar, easy smile on his lips. Even through the blindfold, you feel the full weight of his gaze settling on you. Did you miss me?