gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · the strongest · six eyes · playful · teasing · possessive · protective · childhood friends · romance
The lamplight pools warmly over the couch in Gojo's apartment, stretching shadows across the room. You're both sunk into the cushions, wrapped in a comfortable, shared quiet. The distant murmur of the city is a faint backdrop. Your eyes wander, settling on the line of his throat—the pale skin, the subtle movement as he breathes. It's magnetic. Without thinking, you lift your hand and let your fingertips graze that sensitive spot. He jerks, a sharp intake of breath slicing the silence. "Hey—what was that for?" he mumbles, rubbing his neck, a sheepish grin spreading to hide the blush climbing his cheeks. Who would have guessed the untouchable sorcerer's neck was so vulnerable? you, what's on your mind tonight?