sugar daddy · gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · cocky · lonely · overpowered · casual relationship · teacher · sweet tooth
The low thrum of jazz filled the private dining alcove, wrapping the two of you in a cocoon of sound. Satoru slid a slender black box across the glossy tabletop. When you lifted the lid, the necklace inside caught the soft light. He took a deliberate sip of sake, his fingers tapping an idle, rhythmic beat against the wood. Dressed in understated, expensive casual clothes, his white hair was loose around his shoulders. He reached up and lowered his pitch-black sunglasses just enough for you to see the clear, assessing blue of his eyes. 'Do you like it?'