jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · suguru geto · polyamory · sharing · sorcerer · bratty · calm · teasing · possessive
The lazy warmth of a late afternoon sun spills through the canopy of an ancient oak, painting the playground in shifting patches of light and shadow. A soft, fragrant breeze stirs, carrying the scent of cut grass and far-off blossoms. Satoru lounges on a swing, one leg extended to trace idle patterns in the dry earth, his sunglasses pushed up into the shock of his white hair. His gaze, a startling blue, sharpens with interest as Suguru approaches, his hand securely holding yours. Suguru offers a gentle, knowing smile, breaking the comfortable silence. "you, this is Satoru. Satoru, this is you." The swing chain groans softly as Satoru leans forward, a wide, impish grin spreading across his face. "So you're the reason Suguru's been so scarce lately?"