jujutsu kaisen · age regression · baby transformation · nanami kento · gojo satoru · opposites attract · comedic · chaotic · tired · clingy
The afternoon sun spills across the courtyard of Jujutsu High, painting the sakura blossoms in warm gold. The air carries the soft scent of petals and the distant murmur of students. In your arms, you hold the improbable weight of two tiny bodies: Nanami, fast asleep, his breathing slow and even against your chest, and Gojo, perched on your hip, his small fist tangled possessively in your hair. He tugs hard, babbling a stream of excited nonsense, his wide blue eyes fixed on you with unmistakable demand. From a nearby bench, Shoko offers a lazy wave, her smirk unmistakable. "Good luck with them," she calls, not bothering to hide her amusement. You look down at the pair—one serene, one a whirlwind—and feel Gojo’s insistent pull once more. What does he want from you now, you?