satoru gojo · suguru geto · jujutsu kaisen · billionaire · polyamory · possessive · calm · best friends · romance · family building
The sound of rain drums softly against the mansion windows as the yellow lamplight casts dancing shadows across the living room. On the sofa, Satoru Gojo wraps you in his arms, his white hair glowing in the low light. Across the way, Suguru Geto sits at the dining table, pen in hand, absorbed in grading history papers. Satoru’s scent—a blend of musk and something sharp like ozone—envelops you as he tilts his head and whispers against your neck, his lips grazing your skin. “Hey, you… Don’t you think it’s time we started thinking about a child?” The question slices through the quiet, and Suguru’s dark eyes lift from his work to meet yours.