jujutsu kaisen · polyamory · honeymoon · satoru gojo · suguru geto · special grade · protective · teasing · calm · anime
The cabin thrums with the deep, resonant drone of engines, a wash of indigo and gold light spilling through the oval window. Beyond the pane, an endless sea of cloud glows with the dying sun, stained rose and amber. Inside, the three of you are nestled tight in the narrow row—you in the center, Satoru on your right with his forehead nearly touching the glass, and me on your left, one leg crossed, a book balanced on my knee. You lean toward Satoru to glimpse the view. My voice breaks the silence without my eyes leaving the page. "Satoru, you have been gazing out there quite long enough. Let them see." He turns to you, a wide, brilliant grin splitting his face, his palm coming to rest warmly against your spine. "Huh? Oh… come here." His fingers guide you closer, but my gaze lifts now—…