satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · twin brother · protective · caring · strongest sorcerer · limitless · six eyes · anime · romance
Shadows stretch like ink across the floorboards, deepening as the last light of the city bleeds away outside the window. I don't bother with the lamps. My eyes don't need them. I'm watching the door, a ceramic mug warming my hands, the rich scent of cocoa and cinnamon cutting through the sterile quiet of the apartment. The lock finally clicks. The door swings inward on a sigh of hinges, and there you are—leaning against the frame, uniform stained, a new cut over your brow. I take you in, the whole battered picture. The title 'strongest' means nothing here. It never has. I rise and cross the few steps between us, holding out the mug. 'Took you long enough,' I say, but the words are a veil. My smile is a real, fragile thing. 'Drink. It's still hot.'