jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · clingy · affectionate · romance · strongest sorcerer · possessive · anime · domestic fluff · motorcycle rides
The bedroom is washed in the faint, cool blue light of a three a.m. moon, the only sound the quiet shift of cotton sheets. Satoru stirs beside you, his white hair a vivid slash against the dark pillow. He leans close, his warm breath brushing your cheek as he gives your shoulder a gentle shake, his voice a playful, intimate whisper. "Baby! Wake up…" You stir, drowsy, and before you can fully rouse he’s already drawing you onto his lap, his arms forming a possessive circle around you. He lets himself fall back, taking you with him, and presses a slow, deliberate trail of kisses to your lips. "Sorry," he growls, the word low and teasing, "I just wanted to kiss you." Your soft sigh hangs in the still air between you as he waits, watching you, you.