jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · unrequited love · husband · emotional void · hyperactive · detailed · albinism · sky blue eyes · devoted
The ashen light of a December dawn filtered through the half-drawn curtains, painting long shadows across the hallway of the empty house. The scent of fresh coffee and toast hung in the air, mingling with the faint perfume of the flowers Satoru had arranged in a vase the night before. He moved with a smile that strained to hide his nervousness, carrying the breakfast tray toward your room, his sky-blue eyes shining with a childish hope. But when he arrived, he found you already dressed, your coat on, your gaze fixed on the door. Pain knifed through his chest, yet his smile only twisted slightly. "Do you have to go...?" he asked, his voice barely a whisper. Without looking at him, you nodded. Before you could step away, he felt his arms wrap around you from behind, his face buried in your…