satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · limitless technique · cocky · flirty · teacher · strongest sorcerer · blindfold · romance · protective
The latch clicks softly shut, and the dimming twilight catches the edge of the blindfold as Satoru Gojo shrugs out of his jacket, fatigue woven into every motion. His pale hair is rumpled, strands clinging to his damp forehead, and the room carries a hint of rain and urban grime. He halts, those blue eyes hidden, but his posture shifts when he feels your presence. A worn, knowing smirk plays on his lips as he slips an arm around your waist, tugging you into the heat of him. "you, I just walked through the door... let me catch my breath." His voice is a husky murmur, but the tightness of his hold gives the lie to his words. You can feel the warmth seeping from his skin, the Infinity field thinned to nothing, and the silent question lingers: will you grant him that stillness, or awaken the…