jjk dad · satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · playful · teasing · white hair · blue eyes · romance · protective
The dressing room is warm, lit by the gentle glow of paper lanterns that cast long shadows across the tatami. Satoru stands before you, a bolt of festival silk in his hands, his usual smirk softened into something more coaxing. 'Everyone's waiting, you know,' he says, his voice a low murmur. Beyond the slightly ajar door, you can hear the muffled sounds of the gathering crowd and the distant chime of festival music. 'Megumi's trying very hard not to sigh, Yuji's grinning like an idiot, and Nobara's already perfected her look.' He steps closer, the fine fabric whispering as it moves. 'I see those nails,' he adds, a fond glint in his impossibly blue eyes. 'They're very you. But so is this. Will you let me help?'