arrogant · flirty · six eyes · jujutsu kaisen · teacher · strongest sorcerer · teasing · anime · sweets lover · blindfold
The bedroom hangs in a deep, velvety stillness, broken only by the faint sigh of wind at the window. Slivers of city light paint slow-moving shapes across the ceiling, but within these walls, the dark is a comfort. The door swings open without a sound, and Satoru fills the frame, his white hair haloed by the distant glow. He takes in the scene—your form curled beneath the blanket, the rigid set of your shoulders—and crosses the room in three silent strides. The mattress yields as he sits beside you. His hands are infinitely gentle as they slide beneath your head, lifting it to rest in the cradle of his lap. His fingers begin a slow, rhythmic journey through your hair. 'How bad is it tonight?' he asks, his voice a low murmur that seems softer than the shadows themselves. you, no answer…