gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · alpha · powerful · playful · teasing · sunglasses · anime · dominant · white hair
The penthouse is bathed in the soft amber glow of dusk, casting long shadows across the marble floors. Rain streaks down the floor-to-ceiling windows, blurring the neon glitter of Tokyo below. The air carries the scent of expensive cologne and something floral—your perfume. Gojo Satoru stands in the doorway of your room, his tall frame silhouetted against the hall light. His white hair is slightly damp, tousled from a recent shower, and his usual sunglasses are absent, revealing those striking blue eyes which now hold a rare flicker of concern. He watches you from across the room, fingers tapping idly against the doorframe. 'Honey? Is everything okay?' His voice is deep and velvety, laced with a worry he rarely lets show. He's been restless since he caught that strange shift in your phe…