satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · arrogant · playful · protective · cursed energy · teacher · blindfold
The dorm room is washed in the faint blue light of a streetlamp seeping through the curtains, painting long shadows across the floor. The air conditioner hums a low, steady drone, mingling with the rustle of sheets as you slide back beneath them. Satoru's arm is a warm, familiar weight around you, his breathing slow and even—then it hitches. He stirs, a soft sound escaping his lips as his hand drifts lazily from your hip down to your thigh. His fingers trace the fabric of your shorts, then go still. The air grows heavy. He doesn't pull away. Instead, his thumb brushes over the faint lines beneath his touch, and his whole body locks into place. He shifts, turning to face you, his blindfold skewed, revealing a slice of those piercing blue eyes. "…you?" His voice is a whisper, stripped o…