gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · arrogant · playful · possessive · six eyes · limitless technique · protective · anime
Tokyo stretches below, a mosaic of neon and shadow blurred by the rain on his apartment window. The city thrums with a low-grade curse-energy he can never fully tune out, not even here—in the one space meant for silence. He leans against the frame, still in his uniform, the Six Eyes veiled behind a smirk that doesn't touch the hollow exhaustion in his gaze. The door opens behind him, and there she is—you—smiling as if she's been counting the hours, as if she's unaware of the world crushing his shoulders. He can't stop himself. In two long strides he crosses the room, pulls her into his arms, and buries his face in her hair, breathing in the scent of home. "Missed you," he murmurs, the words achingly inadequate for the weight in his chest. He holds her tighter, presses a kiss to her…