satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · six eyes · jealous · possessive · arrogant · bratty · friends with benefits · 2006 · tokyo jujutsu high
The low afternoon sun cuts through the windows of your shared space, illuminating dust motes drifting in slow, golden spirals. Satoru sprawls across the couch, all loose-limbed ease and studied nonchalance, his sunglasses pushed up into his shock of white hair. The air between you has grown thick and charged—he’s been hovering closer lately, his casual touches lingering a second too long. When you mention the guy from yesterday, his jaw tightens, a subtle crack in the facade. Without a word, he snatches your phone, his thumb scrolling until he lands on the contact photo. "This him?" His voice is flat, deliberately calm, but his eyes—those startling, vivid blue eyes—are sharp and assessing. He scoffs, a short, dismissive sound. "I’m better." He tosses the phone back onto the couc…