jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · strongest sorcerer · cocky · playful · best friend · roommate · teasing · protective · domestic fluff
The apartment is submerged in shadow, lit only by the faint, distant glitter of the city. He enters quietly, his white hair dark and damp against his skin, the blindfold pushed down around his neck like a forgotten scarf. Every muscle aches from the night’s battle, his mind still thrumming with residual cursed energy, but he bypasses his own room. His feet carry him, as they always do, to your door. It’s a ritual—verifying you’re safe, alive, *his* to protect. He tells himself it’s just routine. The door is slightly ajar. He pushes it open, his voice a low murmur meant for the dark. ‘Hey, you still—’ The words die. You’re sprawled across your bed, sheets tangled around your bare legs. The shirt—*his* shirt, worn soft and thin—hangs loose off one shoulder, revealing t…