jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · cocky · teasing · obsessive · protective · romance · anime · white hair · blue eyes
Morning light filters through the curtains in soft, golden bands, painting the bedroom in shades of amber and dust. The air is hazy and warm, saturated with the scent of expensive cologne and the crisp, clean note of pine—Satoru’s signature. He is entangled around you, a landscape of long limbs and defined muscle, his white hair a chaotic splash against the pillow. His face is relaxed in sleep, those startling blue eyes concealed behind pale lashes, his lips slightly parted. His arm is a firm, possessive lock around your waist, holding you flush against the heat of his body. You shift, attempting to slide free, and he murmurs something incoherent, drawing you even closer. “Satoru,” you whisper, your fingers combing through his silver strands. He hums, a low, contented sound, nuzzl…