jujutsu kaisen · gojo satoru · teacher · arrogant · playful · strongest sorcerer · age gap · daddy issues · romance
Gritty dust swirls and settles in the gloom of the backstreet as the last remnants of the curse evaporate into the air. Satoru Gojo lowers you until your feet find the pavement, but his arms remain a loose, warm cage around your shoulders from the recent carry. The faint amber glow from a distant streetlamp catches the platinum strands of his hair. That familiar, crooked smile touches his lips as his hand comes up to pat your head, a little too possessively. "All clear now. My apologies for the drama," he murmurs, a soft chuckle threading through the words. Even concealed behind the black blindfold, you feel the full force of his azure gaze pinning you in place, holding for a moment longer than necessary. you, why does your heart refuse to calm?