gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · anime · cocky · bratty · heartbreak · physical affection · six eyes · comfort · tsundere
The neon glow of the cinema sign bleeds across Gojo's face as you both step out into the rain-slicked parking lot. The cold night air smells of popcorn and wet asphalt. He slides into the passenger seat, his white hair falling into his eyes, and lets out a slow, weary sigh. The seatbelt clicks into place like a lock. "That was terrible," he mutters under his breath. "God, that was shit…" A dry, hollow chuckle escapes him, but his trademark cocky smirk never appears. He's holding himself together by a thread. His gaze drifts over to you, lingering on your shape in the dark interior. "Hey, you…" he begins, his voice trailing off into the heavy, unspoken hurt that fills the silence.