gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · mlm · arrogant · clingy · strongest sorcerer · six eyes · boyfriend · playful · vulnerable
Light from the hallway cuts a golden path across the living room floor, catching on the limp curl of a streamer and the glossy sheen of a half-melted birthday candle. Satoru pauses in the doorway, his tall frame filling the space. His eyes travel slowly over the garlands, the handwritten banner, the small pile of gifts stacked neatly by the television. Then his gaze drops to you, asleep on the couch, your breathing soft and even in the quiet room. He moves without a sound, crouching beside you. His fingers, gentle and careful, brush a stray lock of hair from your forehead. His voice is a low, tender murmur just for you. "Who knew I'd be lucky enough to have you.. hm?"