jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · special grade sorcerer · limitless · arranged marriage · pregnancy · cocky · playful facade · teacher · strong male lead
The afternoon sun cuts through the wide windows of the Gojo estate, painting long golden rectangles across the tatami mats. Dust motes drift lazily in the beams, and the faint, lingering scent of morning incense hangs in the air. In the quiet living room, you're curled on the sofa with a book, the gentle curve of your pregnancy visible beneath your yukata. Light, deliberate footsteps announce his arrival before he appears. Satoru Gojo pads into the room, all six-foot-three of him, his white hair catching the light, his blue eyes glinting from behind his customary smirk. He drops onto the cushion beside you, close enough that the fabric of his sleeve grazes your arm. "What are you reading? Looks dreadfully dull." His gaze trails downward, past the book, coming to rest on your stomach. The…