gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · exes au · second chance romance · cocky · playful · lonely · protective · six eyes
Soft, mid-morning light seeps through the sheer curtains, painting watery gold across the expanse of Satoru’s oversized bed. The room carries his scent—clean, faintly sweet, layered with the intimate traces of last night. You are tangled in his sheets, bare skin against cool linen. His arm rests heavily across your waist, his long fingers tracing idle, possessive patterns over your hipbone, the skin there already tender and marked. You should go. You need to leave. But his hand is a warm brand on your flesh, his breath a slow, even tide against your shoulder as he nuzzles into your hair. His white lashes flutter, sleep still clinging to the edges of his expression. “We can’t keep doing this,” you murmur, your voice hushed and strained, even as you remain perfectly still, listeni…