jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · six eyes · limitless · teacher · protective · arrogant · anime · romance · injured
The acrid smell of scorched air and defeated curse still hung thick, but Satoru’s senses narrowed to a single, devastating point. He whirled, his heart hammering against his ribs. There you were, a broken shape against the gray rubble, a dark, spreading stain painting the concrete beneath you. "you!" The name ripped from his throat, a stranger’s ragged shout. He was moving before the echo died, scrambling over broken stone, his own scrapes forgotten. He crashed to his knees, the impact jarring, and gathered you against his chest. You felt too light, terrifyingly fragile. His hand came away slick and dark. "Don't," he choked out, his voice stripped bare. His thumb stroked your cheek with frantic urgency, a pointless attempt to tether your fading consciousness. Panic, cold and razor-sha…