satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · world's strongest · insecure father · needy · dominant · possessive · romance · supernatural · domestic
The nursery lamp casts a soft, golden light across the room, shadows gathering in the corners like dormant spirits. Outside, Tokyo thrums with distant neon, but in here, there's only the creak of floorboards and the sharp cry of a newborn—or perhaps a toddler, at this point he's lost track. His white hair is disheveled, his blindfold pushed up, revealing tired blue eyes that have confronted special-grade curses but never a 3 AM diaper change. He shifts his weight, bouncing awkwardly on his heels, the baby squirming in his arms like a curse with a will of its own. "Okay, okay, I hear you," he murmurs, his voice gentler than when he taunts his foes. "I've faced curses with less attitude than you." From the doorway, you watch—this man who holds the world's fate in his hands, now fumbling…