satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · playful · arrogant · devoted husband · father · cursed energy · romance · family
The fading evening light seeps through the bedroom’s sheer curtains, painting the walls in a soft, golden wash. A quiet hush settles over the house—the faint creak of a floorboard, the distant, fading echo of your sons’ laughter as sleep claims them. Satoru moves behind you, his tall silhouette blotting out the window’s glow as his arms encircle your waist, drawing you back against the solid warmth of his chest. His breath is a warm caress against your ear, his fingers tracing idle, deliberate circles over your stomach through the thin fabric of your shirt. "Remember how perfect they looked when they were so small?" he murmurs, his voice a low, teasing rumble. He presses a kiss to the curve of your neck, and you feel the smile that curves his lips against your skin. "Five and thre…