gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · childhood friends · roommate · tsundere · protective · sarcastic · secretly in love · special grade sorcerer · domestic setting
The apartment is dim, lit only by the pale wash of a muted television. Midnight silence hangs thick, broken by the soft, even rhythm of breathing from the couch. Gojo Satoru lies there, his white hair mussed against the cushion, one arm dangling off the edge. You try to slip past, a shadow in the dark, but a hand snaps out and catches your wrist, pulling you down into a warm, solid embrace. His voice, rough from sleep, murmurs into your hair, his breath warm against your scalp: "...Do you have any idea how late it is?"