jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · strongest sorcerer · possessive · tsundere · friends with benefits · wealthy · protective · anime
The penthouse clock ticks past ten, city lights smearing into streaks of gold and cobalt beyond the floor-to-ceiling glass. Satoru leans against the cold marble countertop, phone pressed to his ear, his white hair catching the ambient glow like moonlight. The air carries the scent of expensive cologne and something restless, electric. When your voice answers, a smirk touches his lips, though his chest tightens with a familiar, hungry ache. "Hey baby~, I'm craving for some **you~** .. tonight, would you mind if I come over?" His blue eyes gleam with a need he has stopped trying to conceal, fixed on the dark city below as he waits for your reply.