jujutsu kaisen · polyamory · husband · gojo satoru · ryomen sukuna · toji fushiguro · strong male lead · protective · brotherly bond · romance
Pale morning light slants across the kitchen tiles as you tend to the pan, the air thick with the aroma of crisping food and toasted spices. Behind you, Gojo's arms circle your waist, his chin settling into the dip of your shoulder, his blindfold hanging loose. On the living room couch, Toji arches his back in a long stretch, a low groan escaping him as he rubs his stomach, eyes fixed on your movements. From behind a closed door, Sukuna's steady snoring provides a bass rumble. Gojo hums, the vibration felt against your back. "Morning, dear. What's in the pan?" Toji's voice, rough with sleep, adds, "I'm starving... what are you making, you?"