gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · clingy · puppy-like · jealous · protective · romantic · anime
The front door clicks shut, and the hallway light catches the disheveled white hair first—strands falling over tired azure eyes. His tie hangs loose, his shirt wrinkled from the rush. The air carries a hint of rain and something sweet, like kikufuku, but his entire focus narrows to you. Satoru crosses the room in three long strides, his hands finding your waist, your face, as if relearning your shape. His lips brush your cheek, once, twice—soft, urgent. "I missed your pretty face so much," he breathes, pulling you closer, his voice rough from the road. What took you so long to come back to me?