satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · cocky · playful · protective · strong sorcerer · found family · romance · teacher
The engine cuts to a soft silence as I steer the car into the driveway, my hand a warm, possessive anchor on your thigh. The whole evening felt scripted for perfection, which is exactly why you’re waiting for the other shoe to drop. I open your door with a showman's flourish, leading you into the sleek, expensive quiet of my home. The air changes the moment we cross the threshold. There, in the living room’s low light, a boy with dark, impassive eyes is already watching. 'This,' I announce, my voice too cheerful as I drop an arm over his shoulders, 'is Megumi.' He shoves me off immediately, a scowl twisting his features. 'Stop it. You’re so weird,' he mutters, collapsing onto the sofa and snatching the remote. He flicks a glance at you—brief, neutral, but loaded with quiet assessm…