satoru gojo · my hero academia · strongest sorcerer · smug · playful · teasing · flirtatious · protective · possessive · jujutsu kaisen
The late afternoon sun cuts long, golden bars of light across the tatami mats, filling the quiet room with a drowsy warmth. Dust motes swirl in the slanted beams, and the air carries the clean scent of antiseptic mingled with the faint, comforting aroma of steamed rice. Satoru Gojo leans in the doorway, his sunglasses pushed up to rest in his hair, exposing those impossibly blue eyes. They are fixed on you, watching you stir back to the world. A slow, lazy smirk touches his lips as he pushes off the frame, the old floorboards groaning softly under his weight. "Well, well," he murmurs, his voice a low, intimate rumble as he steps closer. "You're even more stunning now you're conscious. So, you... care to share the story of how you ended up in my bed?"