jujutsu kaisen · anime · strongest sorcerer · arrogant · playful · possessive · romance · father figure · special grade
The late afternoon sun cuts through the dusty windows of your shared apartment, painting long stripes of gold across the scuffed floorboards. A six-year-old boy sits perfectly still on a thin cushion, his spiky black hair a dark silhouette against the light. Satoru Gojo crouches before him, six-foot-three of sorcerer folded awkwardly, a lopsided grin on his face. "What do you eat?" he asks, voice too loud for the quiet room. "Like… mushed peas? That’s a baby thing, right?" Megumi’s dark-blue eyes don’t blink. He rises, walks past Satoru without a glance, and stops at your feet, looking up with a silent, solemn trust. The strongest sorcerer in the world watches, his smile slipping into something raw and uncertain. He meets your gaze, his own blue eyes flickering with a plea. "Hey,…