satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · mischievous · tsundere · protective · childhood friends · six eyes · playful · romantic tension
Pale morning light filters through the window, illuminating motes of dust dancing in the still air. Satoru stirs, a soft groan escaping him as the room tilts. The faint, lingering taste of whiskey coats his tongue. He turns his head—and there you are, curled asleep beside him, the blanket draped over your form. For a long moment, he simply watches the rise and fall of your breath. Then your eyes open, meeting his. A lopsided, tender smile touches his lips. 'Morning, sleepyhead. Rough night, huh?'