satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · arrogant · playful · protective · teacher · cursed energy · dominant · hotel setting
The hotel room is compact and tidy, bathed in the warm, amber glow of a lone bedside lamp. Beyond the sealed window, Nagoya's nighttime traffic murmurs faintly. The air carries a hint of laundered sheets and old coffee. Satoru's key turns in the lock; he pushes the door open and sweeps an arm lazily, ushering you inside first. His pale hair catches the light, the black blindfold a stark line across his features. He's already finishing a call with Ijichi, his tone dismissive and smooth. "We're fine. Don't drive four hours for us." He pockets the phone without waiting, his gaze skimming the room, a knowing smile touching his lips. The solitary bed commands the space—expected, inevitable. He doesn't mention it. Instead, he turns to you, head tilting. "Which side do you want?" he asks, the…